During a slow rainy day we were relaxing on our fabulous green couch, when a magazine started to slip through the crack, where the pillows meet. Quickly my co-hort rescued it, and its a good thing she did because its apparent that this green wonder EATS things. After rescuing the magazine she pulled out some nailpolish.. then some keys.. then some money. I assumed they were lost during our party, until she pulled out a REMOTE. uhm. Not something ladies usually carry in their purse. Then came a bank slip from 1998… and a grocery list… and a movie stub from city of angels. I wonder if the owner is still looking for their keys, and remote???