Molly stretched out the blueprints of the toy store on the table before her and George contemporized piano concertos. "It's a silly place, full of screams and stains. If this is what the adults have become, contributing nothing but this fiasco, we may as well become thieves." George completed, he looked up at her quietly from the sofa. Molly peered at him and nodded - he was right. The beautiful memories of burial and storm changed him all the same. "The decoration for birthday parties is all organized in the back," he said. "It is the perfect target," added Molly.