object of misplacement, scaredy cat?

You know, it's a funny feeling, when you know you've forgotten something but you just can't put your finger on what exactly it is. As a BYU parole officer I can't afford to forget. Number one rule. You forget, you die. So see if you can help me out with this little problem, before I get into some trouble and need my own parole officer.

This is where I am right now, in BellMoon cafe, where I've lost whatever it is I've lost, see anything out of place? Ignore the college flair and neo-retro format of the cabinets. Let's check around...

This is half of the family room and the hall. It's sideways because that's the angle of my neck as I crook it to see half of the family room and the hall. (If I must see it like this, so must you) Still looks like it's not missing anything, except for any decoration or personality. Put out a missing persons report on the sad soul who died of boredom when they saw this wall. Let's keep it movin...

This intertwined explosion of color represents JEM, because that's about what they looked like from my seat. All mixed and blurred and...yeah...They were on the couch, in the living room. That's all I have to say about that.

Find the missing piece? No? Lemme give you a hint. It's a girl. and She's hot. and she's not here.. She's taken off with all of my investments...

If you see this foxy lady, send her on over. There is no reward, 'cause I'm broke. Keep on looking though, she's out there somewhere...