Mr. D decided headed over to the button shop to see if he could
find the missing rubber bands. There were plenty and plenty of
buttons. There were beautiful buttons, bright buttons, brassy buttons,
blue buttons, and even a belly button but no Ripping Rubber bands.
Mr. D decided to ask some questions.

"Mr. R's Ripping Rubber Bands are missing? That isn't good. Mr. R was going to lend me some to display my buttons. How is he going to let me borrow them now that they have been stolen. This is really upsetting. Mr. R hasn't been here though in weeks. You should probably go back from where you started, Mr. R hasn't been in this part of town for a while."	"Help you? Who do you think I am, Mr. Watson? No I am Miss O and I will not help you. No, I don't have anything to hide. I am just being obstinate. Please excuse me, I have some buttons to buy."	"I am so tired. You tired. I think I am going to head over to the Recreation Center and play a little basketball. That should wake me up. Wanna come? Oh yeah, sorry, no, I haven't seen any rubber bands. I haven't seen Mr. R in about a week. He was snapping me with those rubber bands of his and I cussed him out. Haven't seen him since. Sorry."

Where should Mr. D go now?

		Theater
	Grocery Store