Aloha's brow wrinkled. If Stinky didn't know where Pete was...
This situation needed more investigation before she hit the panic button. If the B.U.T.T.S. were here, then real trouble could be hiding just under the surface.
"Do you have a flashlight?" she asked.
Stinky looked at her, his eyes quizzical.
"I am supposed to be the marquee character for the ride, right?"
Stinky nodded.
"Okay, so in a way I'm responsible for what happens on the ride, right?"
Stinky shrugged.
I'm stretching my logic again. "Well regardless, I’m going to go look around. See if I can find Pete."
Stinky shrugged again and swept aside his jacket. Hanging off his belt was a yellow-and-black flashlight. He unhooked it, then handed it to her. "Okay, but be careful. The wood flooring has dry rot and Pete could
