Missy looked at her brother Kirk with burning eyes. Her hatred seared through him. Sensing this, Kirk met eyes with her. He startled and said, "Look, there's no use wasting a bunch of energy fighting about it. Let's look for it. Where does it go anyway?" Missy fumed at his nonchalance. She replied, "Look at the puzzle, Kirk. You can't miss it." Kurt looked at the jigsaw representation of the Statue of Liberty that lay on the table. It was composed of 2,500 tiny pieces, well 2,499 really. The red and yellow piece that went in the center of the torch flame was mysteriously absent. Missy sneered at him and said in a vitriolic tone, "I told you not to move the puzzle pieces, but you insisted. You said that you had to have a better seat. Well, I hope you're happy, Kirk." Kirk ran his hooked index finger along the inside of his shirt collar. "Gee, Missy� I'm sorry," He murmured.