She never really said she was giving up there, so the comment sort of stung her about being defeatist, an eye half glared towards her as she turned around towards Higgins and his comments.

"I'm going to need a direct copy of your book, there might be a chance a recent tour was their chance to scope out the place and security to plan this in the first place." She said bluntly and stepped towards him.

Swiftly she got her notepad again and flipped it open, drawing her pencil also.

"I'm also going to need to need to some further questions about if you found anyone suspicious in a recent tour, plus what you think the value are for the stolen items. It may be that you had the wrong price appraisal on them."

Higgins fussed to help Hericho with her questions about the mirror. Andromeda danced her wand about the golden light. Gathering detail with her experience. It was very good to be back at work. To even work a mundane case with a trainee.

Prints and trace evidence captured. The visitor's book copied. Their sole witness remained the final vessel to extract from. Before they left.

"Recognize them?" Andromeda asked Higgins. Pointing at the figure she had revealed.[1]

1.	He can recognize if you want!

Gris sighed as she got the remaining information, she couldn't quite come up with anything herself yet, her most likely bet was to interview those who had repeatedly visited the place, especially recently, as that could be a massive hint, or nothing, it was a case that was getting dumber by the minute to her and she didn't quite get why an Auror was needed for it, nothing dangerous was stolen, surely there must of been a better group for this.

She turned to where Andromeda was pointing out and frowned, it looked familiar...although she couldn't quite make it out clearly the body shape was...

"Higgins, can you stand in there and match the pose please." She said with a slight tone of annoyance, she hoped it wasn't what she thought it was, if it was then this robbery scene was going to turn into a crime scene pretty quickly.

Andromeda shrugged at Higgins. Let him get in the way. Gris was taking initiative. That was the whole point of this exercise. The wizard from Transport hurried into place.

"If you are insinuating what I think you are..." Andie folded her arms. "Why break the door off the hinges?" Higgins seemed far too honest and kindhearted to try and do insurance fraud. Who in their right mind would give insurance to multicolored umbrellas and smoking pipes?

Gris shook her head. She had a theory, it was such a dumb theory, but she believed it was possible at this point, it was something she couldn't take off her mind currently. She watched him take the pose and sighed, soon following the tracks that had left the shed.

"Higgins, I'm going to cast this spell again, if the prints potentially go into your house, will you let us in to look?"

She looked towards him again, he seemed to somewhat match, although it didn't seem like he could insure any of this, the head pose seemed somewhat slumped and the casting position was all slack, her theory was taking more shape, if it was correct...

"Hope you like paperwork." Andromeda muttered under her breath for Gris to hear. It looked like Gris would need to have a long chat with Higgins. That would make him think she was his friend. And interested in everything. "Have at it." She shrugged. Higgins was one part confused one part curious. But given it was Higgins the curious part soon grew bigger.
"Of course!" He answered Gris.

"We are going for those drinks." Gris muttered back, almost in a more threatening tone then she had meant but if anything this had earned herself a large drink, preferably something fruity for herself to have, give something decent at the moment.

With a sigh she went through the process with Higgins, annoyingly it almost seemed like what she thought, only the prints seemed to start going in weird ways. she saw some sort of faint magical footsteps away from the house along with some residue of someone casting a spell...but the object itself was soon found inside the house also, with someone having come in...

As long as Gris was making sense of everything and not in the realm of lunacy at the moment. She returned to the senior Auror with a greater look of confusion on herself.

"I need that drink I think."

"I told you. You got to earn it." Andromeda ticked Hericho off.

Higgins was looking confused. The mirror in his bathroom. Stashed behind the toilet paper. "It happens." Andromeda offered him little consolation. "Maybe get yourself checked out at a healer. Only your prints on it." The mirror stopped glowing. It was cramped in the bathroom. Andromeda walked out quickly. "Get a proper alarm charm on your shed too. If nothing else it will wake you up." She pointed her wand in the direction.

"Hericho will write it up. Just in case." Andromeda shot Gris a look. Dared her to challenge it. Practice. "Take a look in it." She dared her. "See if you see the pub wallpaper or the office." If it was some kind of scrying mirror. That showed you a snippet of your future location. Or it could be bull.

She more then thought she had earned it for a drink having to deal with this currently.

But she started to write it down as she was instructed, seeming to get a little bit more agitated at having to write down the rest, she just wished for this to be over with and for herself to relax after...all of this. She handed the note to the man and followed Andromeda along, taking the mirror when offered to look into, she wasn't sure on how it worked at all, if there was some knack.

"I see myself sitting in my bath eating a tub of ben and jerry's as I listen to romance stories on the wireless wishing I was anywhere else."  She said casually and nonchalantly. knowing that was most nights by herself anyway in the end, unless she was arguing with her sisters about her mother and her...everything. Or best case, drinking whatever cheap bottle she could get and reading.

"What do you see?" She offered it back.

"You doing the rest of my paperwork." Said Andromeda deadpan. Not looking into it. No spoilers for her. "Maybe get someone to appraise it Higgins. You must know mirror people on Nine." She regretted asking as soon as she did.
"Well actually ..." Higgins launched into a long-winded explanation of an unspeakable Andromeda did not care about. She took a glance into the mirror. Saw a beach. Looked cold. Waves rolling up slowly. White froth.

"Yeh ask them." Interrupted Andromeda. Pressed the mirror back in his hands. Swallowed. Keen to leave.

"Come on Hericho. Duty calls." She clapped a hand on Hericho's shoulder. Propelled them both out of the house.

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