And while waiting for everyone else to regroup, Rinoa happened to notice her new friend inside, staring at a beautiful apple.

She didn't trust the Junk Lady. Nor did she like the way she was leaning over 'Dite.

Rinoa stepped in to the store again, determined not to look over at where the music box might still lay.

"Dite?" she said, reaching to lay a hand on the goddess's shoulder. "Karla's waiting."