Having someone by her side was certainly comforting.
So Victoria wouldn't get lost in her thoughts.
"Hey," Duo duo turned over on the couch, "Michael, we really didn't do it this time, did we?"
"I wish we did!" Michael rolled his eyes, "At least that way we could return the painting to mom immediately."
"But…" Duo duo stared at the ceiling, "The method...really resembles ours."
"Not at all," Michael wrinkled his nose, "We can't possibly squeeze through such small vents."
Duo duo rolled over: "Could it be someone trained a monkey or something to squeeze through the vent and steal the painting?"
"A monkey?" Michael just couldn't help but give Duo duo a look, "What a thought! There are so many famous paintings, you need to open the packaging, dismantle the frame, roll the painting up. Of course, most importantly, you have to put all the white cloth back into the frame, package it...Right! The most important thing must be, why would the monkey have keys to open the sealed boxes?"
