Alice was waiting in the car.
	"Alice-"
	*First things first. We have an errand to run, don't we?*
	Pictures of Bella's house flashed through her mind. An empty set of hooks- designed to hold keys- on the kitchen wall. Me in Bella's room, canning her dresser and desk. Alice literally following her nose through the front room. Alice again, in a small laundry room, grinning, with a key in her hand.
	I drove quickly to Bella's. I would have been able to find the key myself- the smell of metal was easy enough to trace, particularly metal painted with the oils from her fingers- but Alice's way was definitely faster.