Vincent was about to retort to Alice comment before Alice gave him the look that only children seemed able to do and the retort died in his mouth before he could say anything.<br/><br/>“Right, a raven at a writing desk is it?” He muttered under his breath. His eyes began scanning the various signs, looking for the right image that identified the correct shop. Glancing at Alice, he thought Alice would probably find the sign faster than he could if she could see over the crowds.<br/><br/>“Alice, would you like to ride on my shoulders? It would be faster to find the sign with two pairs of eyes than just one pair on its own.”<br/>