"Are you admitting guilt, then?" He grabbed the collar of her robes and she stopped making a fuss for some reason. Her hand was riffling in her pocket and yet again, her eyes betrayed her. The minuscule movement and he was now looking at the ground. He saw the flash of a golden Galleon and went to pick it up. Looking at it, he saw how the serial numbers that were conveniently today’s date, shimmered and changed to only zeros. 