Artemisia and Margerie shared a look of surprise. While they had expected Elizabeth to be irate, they hadn't quite expected it to be [i]this[/i] bad. 

"We weren't planning on stopping you," Margerie started. "We were just wondering if you were okay. You seemed a bit distraught before." 

"And!" Artemisia chimed in. "If you do wish to go find the culprit yourself, perhaps we can be of assistance."

Margerie nodded eagerly. "Artermisia here is actually a detective," she said, motioning to her boss. "And she's also skeptical about what the Lieutenant said. About it being a boggart." She looks at Artie. "Right?"

"Well, I don't have any evidence either way," Artemisia said. "He didn't seem particularly willing to give me [i]any[/i] information when we asked, so until I have at least little more to off of, I can't really make any judgements about what's happening." She then turned back to Elizabeth. "Perhaps you can shine a little more light on things? I only know about damages and a mouse thief from what we heard out there." She nods towards the door they entered from. "So anything you could tell me would be helpful."