Audrey sighed. "I don't --" Then her eyes hit the presents and lit up. "I have an idea." She headed over to the pile, setting her purse aside. "We can't really know what the chameleon knew about the person that it took. But we have to start somewhere. So each of you brought a present to the Knot. And I'm assuming you didn't take the time to tell Mr. Carpenter what that was. So if you can say what's in your box, then we'll chalk one in your favor. And if not . . . we have a problem."