After following Kaimid's tiny friend for some time, with the occasional glance at her watch, Ellysia turned off from the creature's track to examine a familiar-looking piece of red fabric sticking out of a snowdrift. Dusting it off, she recognized immediately the red hair-tie she'd been wearing this morning. It had been knocked loose in the snowball fight. Sighing under her breath, she stood and waited for her companions to catch up. She'd had enough of this – the stupid pet had no idea where it was going! “Okay. That’s it! We need a new plan, since your calculations were obviously wrong!” She held up the hair band accusingly before throwing it at the confused robot. Kaimid picked it up and analyzed it for a moment. “I seem to have forgotten to factor Furball's lack of familiarity with the local terrain. Given how far we've gone from our original location, I can now calculate our chances of finding Sebastian as 15%.” Ignoring Kaimid's obsessive babbling, Ellysia threw up her hands and walked away. “Any bright ideas?” she asked Virgil. “Kaimid here is obviously good for nothing when it comes to being helpful.”