Nine
"If I were a watch... Where would I be?" I muttered to myself, tapping my chin as I studied the room around me. "Well, ideally, I'd be around a wrist. Or somewhere I could be watched. Hehe."
"Really? This is how you find items?" Jonas asked sarcastically.
"Shush! I'm in character." I crouched around the room. "Tick, tock, tick, tock. I love keeping the time. I'm a watch. Tick, tock, tick, tock."
"Wow, you're crazy." He sat down on the couch, shaking his head. "It's not here, I've looked everywhere."
"Yes, with your eyes. Did you pretend to be a watch?"
He stared at me, his mouth slightly open. "No... Because I'm not crazy!"
"Hey! Do you want to find your watch or not?"
"I— But... Arrggggh. Fine." He let out a long, deliberate breath. "Continue."
Lucy, one. Jonas, zero.
"Tick
