Toby and I are walking down the busy streets of London, running an errand for Mrs. Lovett. Although I was dressed like a boy when Toby first saw me, he knew I was a woman and it's clear that he has a little crush on me. Wonderful. I steal a glance only to catch that he was looking at me. He quickly looks ahead. I chuckle. Toby nervously glances at me.

"Wot's so funny?"

"Nothin'," I mutter, still wearing a small grin. I must admit that I am surprised that Toby is going along with my plan in fixing Mr. Todd and Mrs. Lovett up. In the movie, I was under the impression that Toby hated Sweeney. Then again, my presence here has changed a lot, especially the timeline. I still need to figure out where I can find Anthony. He alone may be the only person who could set things in motion. I do believe that Johanna is at Fogg's. The thing is, it's taking longer for my dear sailor to find her in this timeline than in the movie's timeline. So, as Toby and I make our way to the butcher's I keep my eyes peeled for Anthony. Surely we'll run into him eventually…

"OUCH!"

I fall back slightly, being supported by Toby. Leave it to me to walk into random things while I scheme. I look to what I bumped into and…oh my god, it's Anthony! He looks like Hell, not even looking at me and Toby as he gathers his things. Good, he's still looking for Johanna. It's a good thing I tagged along with Toby!

"Anthony," I state. He looks up at me and his eyes widened slightly.

"Danny! It's you!" He quickly gets to his feet and shakes my hand. Toby looks a bit jealous. Oh, for god sakes! I'm dressed like a man! Anthony obviously can't tell I'm a woman. I wonder if he's really a girl and doesn't know it…

"Mr. Todd and I 'aven't seen you in ages!" I exclaim, keeping my voice deep and British. Anthony looks crestfallen.

"Oh, I'm sorry for being scarce. I've been looking all over for Johanna. That awful Judge had her sent away and I can't find her."

"I'm sorry to hear that." I say sadly. I notice that Anthony looks confused and Toby looks horrified.

"Danny, what's wrong with your voice?" Anthony asks confused. Oh, shit. I spoke in my usual voice.

"Puberty," I squeak. I then cough to clear up my throat, "Bloody 'ell, I hate when that 'appens."

"Ah, I know how that is friend," Anthony says with a smile. God, is he really THAT stupid? He then turns to Toby.

"In a year or two, your voice will do the same thing." Toby smiles unsurely.

"Anthony, do yeh have any clue where th' good ol' Judge has 'er locked up?" I ask. Anthony shakes his head in dismay.

"I haven't a clue in the world," He says sadly.

"Well, where haven't you looked?"

"I've looked everywhere."

"Even the mad house?" I ask, giving Toby a wink. Anthony looks at me like a deer in headlights.

"Are you suggesting that Judge Turpin put her in there?"

"Why not?" I state, "He seems capable o' anythin'." Anthony looks unsure. I calmly approach him and place my hand on his shoulder.

"It won't hurt yeh t' check out th' place. If she is there, go to Mr. Todd. He may be able to help." Anthony smiles at me.

"I will, friend. Thank you!" And with that, Anthony bolted off. I glance at Toby and he's beaming at me.

"You are th' smartest girl I've ever known, alongside Mum, that is…" He says shyly. I smile and ruffle his hair.

"Let's not get our hopes up yet."

I head up to Sweeney's shop, feeling lighter than I have in months. I know I told Toby not to get our hopes up, but I can't help but feel like this is almost over…well, when it comes to getting the Judge that is. I still have to play matchmaker, which will probably be more challenging than killing the Judge!

"Come in," Sweeney says, a bit muted by the door. I enter calmly, not surprised to see him staring out the window. I glance down at his desk and am pleasantly surprised to see an empty plate.

"I see you've been eating."

Sweeney turns and looks at me. He then glances down at the food before staring back out the window. I could've sworn I saw him smile very slightly.

"What brings you up here, girl?" He asks me softly. I take a breath. This is it.

"Anthony may be paying you a visit really soon."

Sweeney turns quickly, knowing the meaning behind my words. We silently stare at each other. It's hard to tell what he's thinking. However, I can tell that he's at least happy seeing there's that dangerous spark in his eyes. Sweeney turns to fully face me, slowly folding his razor back up.

"The Judge may soon come?" He whispers.

"I'm hoping that will be the case. Toby and I bumped into Anthony and I mentioned Fogg's Asylum to him in his quest to find Johanna. If he finds her there, he WILL come to you for help," I say calmly. Sweeney is quiet, looking to the ground. I fiddle with my shirt as I wait for him to say something. God, why must he be so quiet? It's almost impossible to have a conversation with him unless he goes mad and tries to kill you!

"Leave me," He whispers. LEAVE ME?!?!? That's all he can say? How about "Thank you!" I give him a look (which he doesn't see) and leave his shop. I do hope that Anthony shows up. If he doesn't within a few days, I'll most likely be dealing with a PMS-ing barber for the rest of the week!