"Hmm." His head tilted back then, still thinking, finally he nodded, "If there is one it'll be back here, c'mon." He headed off between the shelves then, whistling then, instead of humming, finally coming to a china cabinet and an ancient Westinghouse, both with no doors, both full of small boxes of Christmas-tree baubles and marbles, and small fishing net buoys, basically anything round and smaller than a grapefruit.