Meanwhile, in the lounge...
Takashi plinked away at the small plastic guitar, racking up points at the video game, his red, clawed fingers scratching deeply into the colored buttons in rapid succession; the Union member known as Nuke doing equally well with his own peripheral. On a couch behind them, a smaller person sits, with a dim, dark green armor easily resembling that of a Key's. It's covered face perched upon an hand and arm in boredom.
"C'monnnn Taki, I wanna look around some more!" The feminine voice whined from beyond the armor.
"Hold on, alright? We're almost done!" Takashi called back, not taking his eyes from the large TV screen. Nuke leaned in close.
"Dude, why'd you even bring her along? She's like, killing our vibe." He asked, he too, kept himself from relinquishing his eyes from the game.
"She wanted to see my brother. One that I thought would've been here. I know he hangs with these guys. I came here expecting to get into a fight, and got a doctor, a baby, and pets. Killing them wouldn't have been any fun." He answered as the song ended. As he released the guitar from his grasp, the young Keyholder grabbed him by the hand and dragged him out of the room.
"That's because we haven't looked hard enough! Now c'monnnn!" She declared whiningly, pushing through the doors leading out of the lounge and back to the museum.
"We've already been this way! Why're we going back?" Takashi protested, trying his hardest to break from her grip, but to no avail.
"Because we haven't been to the very end!" She answered, walking towards the '3rd Generation' exhibits. As the two explored the area, they came across a door slightly open, the words 'Personnel Only' across it.
"Takashi! They're probably in here!" She exclaimed excitedly, running towards the door, throwing it open. As a result, the door rips off of its hinges, Takashi slightly dodging it as it flies past in his direction.
"Geez, could you calm down a bit? You'd think they'd have better security in this place..." He said to himself, rubbing his forehead and sighing before trotting after her.