She frowned when she didn't find anything out of the ordinary either and turned to look at the two men. "Are you sure this is the right place?" Her question was non-judgmental.

"No, but the clue feels..." Quentin says as he eyes it and then he slowly starts to hold up the pieces laying them next to each other. His young companions would likely realize it the same moment he did. All of the clues were part of a greater torn piece of paper and now all that was left was to assemble the puzzle!