"He's a stupid kid," Daleun muttered with a laugh, "Gotta look out for him."

A laugh of all things. I didn't know Daleun well, but I knew him well enough to know he didn't laugh. 

My eyes were still fixed on the kitchen Han had disappeared into.

"Nah," I laughed with a blush, "I rather like him."

Daleun looked from me to the kitchen and for a moment I thought I saw alarm on his face. Pure terror even, but it disappeared quickly.

"You alright?" I laughed.

He gave a gruff grunt in reply.

"Alright, A water and two mangos," Han said coming back out of the kitchen. He grinned, "I just can't believe he's sitting there, just like old times."

"Listen Han I need a favor."

"Sure anything," Han grinned, still in a trance, admiring his older brother more every moment.

"The Stradivarius," Daleun stated, "I know what it means to you, I shouldn't have sold it."

"What?" Han said bewildered, "You have it?!"

"I spent five years stealing it back," Daleun said under his breath, "So you'd stop hating me for it."

Han stood up, "Daleun I was eight! Any eight-year-olds ticked off when they get their favorite possession taken away! But it wasn't ours Dal it wasn't!"

"It was yours!" Daleun said firmly, "Every note that instrument made belonged to you and you only."

"But they were your notes Dal, you wrote them, you taught me how to play them!"

"Keep your voice down!" Daleun yelled loudly, his voice booming.

He took a look around and I too felt eyes on us.

"Listen take it or leave it." Daleun stated, "I should have known you wouldn't appreciate it."

"Take it." Han said. "But we take it to the police."

"Would someone care to enlighten me?!" I whispered loudly tapping my fingers on the table, there were so many puzzle pieces and too few pictures of what it all should look like

"Shut up!" Daleun told me briskly.

"Hey!" Han stated firmly, "You leave her alone. It's not her fault you got careless and left witnesses."

I looked at the blue dye still on my hands, and for a moment I knew I had walked into this willingly. But I wouldn't admit it, I still felt the need to blame someone for my stupid choice to come here.

"What about her family huh? Did you stop and think about that?! They're probably worried sick." Han exclaimed gesturing at me.

"I don't have any family so quit your fighting." I said sternly putting my foot down. "Now everybody shut up and listen. I want to take a walk in a park and get all this straight in my head. If anyone would wanna stop being babies and join me. Their welcome to."

Han gave a nod, "I'm in fine with that."

"I'm in fine with that." Daleun mimicked in a higher voice.

Han sneered at him, and then offered his arm to me.

"Shall we?" He said firmly.

I gave a nod and took his arm.

"Coming?" I asked sternly to Daleun.

"It doesn't look like I have a choice here." He sighed, standing up.

Han turned and focused his attention on me.

"I want to show you the good parts of Seoul, not whatever ragtag hotel my brothers got you up in."

I sent a knowing glance in moping Daleuns direction.

More like a first class mansion.

We were halfway to the door when Daleun grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"What are you doing?" Han stated exasperatedly.

"Ameris did you buy something from iTunes?!" Daleun stated firmly, "Tell me! Now!"

"Just the new BTS song!" I sputtered in frustration, "Geez, I was just trying to get into local culture."

"They found us." Daleun said urgently, pointing to our faces on the tv and then to the cop cars outside.

"We need to go. Now."

Meris, here's your chance to get rescued, to go home.

I glanced at the police car and then to the news report on the tv.

Then I felt Hans hand firmly upon my shoulder.

"Ameris, there's nothing left for you back there."

Without a second thought, I nodded.

Daleun pushed me towards the back door forcefully.

I smiled as Han grabbed my hand and dragged me out into the street.

"My place," Han said to Daleun, "Forty-five minutes if we split, they won't find us."

Daleun nodded.

"Give me your phone," He said to me, "I'll tell them someone left it in the restaurant a couple days ago, some American tourist."

I nodded and handed him my phone.

Somehow the music in my head was much more interesting right now.

"This way," Daleun shouted to me, pulling me away from Han.

"Forty five minutes!" Han called after us as he disappeared into the distance. "Good luck!"