Riley leaves the now-in-construction bakery turned museum as soon as she receives the text from Les that Corrine has gone missing. Between that and Moira's concern for Lou, she decides to call it a day. She can't concentrate on budgets or plans. She locks up the front door, pulling her light sweater around her shoulders as the breeze picks up over the waves of the sea. Flavia follows closely beside her, hooked safely onto a leash. She thought originally it'd be a fight, but the cat took to the leash quickly, enjoying the chance to roam around town along Riley's side.

She's now walking into town, texting Les and Val, when she feels a sudden tug on the leash. Glancing back with a "Ya, Flavia, not now. We gotta get home," she finds the cat has gone tense, growling lowly as she starts to follow something that catches her eye. Riley's gut tells her to pick up the cat and rush home, but as soon as she reaches down for her, Flavia pounces, breaking clear off the leash and chasing after something down an alley.

"Flavia!" Riley calls, running after her. She chases the cat into the alley and stops when she finds Flavia, tail frizzed, stalking a white cat she easily recognizes as her friend. "Moira? That you?"