"Few weeks back." muttered one, sounding a might bit depressed.

"It's like they all went on vacation or somethin'." the other replied. "I keep saying we should set sail for Delfino Isle or the Sevii Islands. See if we can find anything worth finding there."

"Aye, well, if you want to sail for warmer shores, you're welcome to it. Me? I'll stick to Final Destination City."

"Suit yourself. Does that answer all your questions, Little Lady? Our lunch hour is almost up."

Knuckles, still bristling at being thought of as a dog left the responding up to Mona. He, more than anything, wanted to reply by punching a hole in each of their boats.