It was along here somewhere, she just knew it was. True, her master liked to rearrange things now and then, which made things very interesting. And sometimes hard to find. But she was certain that even though the name of the street had changed, the places nearby would not have. There had to be some way of finding things again, after all.
Did there not?
Jeannie certainly hoped so, for she very much wanted to locate the Red Witch, Willow, again. It was a very unusual thing for her to wish to find another magical being, as she generally viewed them all with a great deal of well earned mistrust. But she had not been able to locate her friend recently, and the Red Witch was the only one she could think of that might be able to tell her where Spike had gone. She missed him. He was such a dear.
Hurrying along down the street, her eyes scanned the names of the businesses, looking for the one which said Magic Box. Her head turned to the side, she did not pay any attention at all to what might be in her path.