JAMES' P.O.V.

An idea pops into my head.

"Hey Lily, could you get my phone?", I ask her.

"Sure James. Where is it?", Lily asks.

I point to my jacket that's hanging on the coat rack in a corner nearby the door.

Lily walks over to my jacket, and feels around inside the pockets.

She pulls out my phone, and she gives it to me.

I take my phone.

"Thanks Lily.", I say.

Lily nods, and sits in a chair by my desk.

I search through my contacts, and find the name I'm looking for.

I dial the number.

"Hello?", the person on the other end asks.

"Hey Ash. It's me, James. I could use some extra help in searching for Samantha Thompson. Could you help me?", I ask.

"You can count on me James. How soon do you need me?", he asks.

"As soon as possible. I'm at the Detective Corporation. Meet me here as soon as you can, alright?", I say.

"I'll be there. See you soon James.", Ash says.

I hang up, and put my phone down.

I run my hands through my light brown hair, and I sigh.

"You need to relax James.", Hope says.

I look at Hope.

"I can't. Or at least I won't until I find Sam, and stop Discord.", I say.

Hope sighs, but she wraps her ribbons around my right leg, calming me down just slightly.