Time has moved on, imagine pages being ripped off a calender (pictures of robins sitting on a snow covered branch, Christmas trees laden with tinsel and coloured balls etc.,) the pages are flying off at speed, so only a quick glimpse of the festive pictures are seen as they whirl away.
Imagine a shop window with a mannekin in the window having it's clothes changed every 2 seconds by an invisible shop assistant.
Anyway, you get the picture.

It is the office party at the premises of Tyalskye and Pacy.
Celeste and Macy have pushed the boat out, and bought a case of the very best sparkling wine plus 2 bottles of fine champagne, so everyone can tip their glasses together for a toast.

Along with Celeste, Macy, Stacy, (who was now 6 months old and being carried in a sling atop Macy's maternal breasts,) were Helen, the receptionst/filing clerk/dogsbody, Dimitri, the window cleaner who wore jeans that outlined his surname, and numerous neighbours including shopkeepers, past clients, possible future clients, a lollipop lady called Veronica and a passerby who thought it was a post office.

There were multi-coloured decorations hung from the ceiling. Dimitri had lent a hand to put them up in return for staying behind, and what a tight stayed behind he had. Indeed.

"Time for a toast everyone!" A flushed faced Celeste announced as she handed round glasses with a thimbleful of finest champagne to everyone.
"If you can all glase your rasses. I mean, raise your glasses, I would like to make a toast."
"I'll have some jam on mine", said a sotten wit from the back.
"To Tyalskye, Pacy and Stacy!" The announcement ended with a roar of "cheers!" and "yay's" and general rhubard sounding crowd noise.

"I would like to welcome Stacy as a puture fartner, I mean future partner, in this select firm of detecting. She will make a fine detective if she takes after her mother." Celeste attempted to clink her glass with the nearest person, who happened to be Stacy, and she managed to clink it on the buckle of the baby sling.
"Whoopsy daisy!" she said quickly moving it to clink with Macy's glass instead.

There was a general clinking and 'good lucking' and then quietness as the champagne was eagerly devoured.

"I'd better change this young lady's nappy," Macy announced after draining her glass.
"Bring that changing bag will you please", she asked Dimitri who was standing next to her. They went into the bathroom, that had nappy changing facilities on board. That was one of the first changes Macy had made in the office.
Dimitri followed her and several pairs of eyes lustily followed him into the little bathroom.

It was kareoke time, and someone started to warble 'You'll Never Walk Alone' amid cheers and grimaces.
There was a cry from the bathroom.
"Oh No!"
"What is it? What is it?" Asked Celeste as she hurried into the bathroom with her now empty glass in her hand.
"I've just noticed that I've lost my ring," said a choked Macy, and I can see where I had lost it. It has been on Stacy's ring!"
As they both looked at the smooth bare bottom of little Stacy, they saw an etched mark around the tiny bum hole of the baby. It was the imprint of a ring!
"It must have slipped off and fallen into a nappy" wailed Macy.
"Oh no" I know I wasn't married, but I wore it for sentiimental reasons."
"What sentimental reasons?" Asked a puzzled Celeste.
"Well, I didn't want to have to face questioning glances at my finger when I carried Stacy around, so I put my grandmother's wedding ring on. It's sentimental for her."

Imagine a light bulb being turned on. Just a light bulb, no fixtures or fittings. This bulb lit up over Macy's head.
"It won't be lost. It will still be in a used nappy!" She cried with relief.
"Oh, that's alright then. We'll er...leave you to it then, shall we?" Celeste's smile was one of hope, hope that she wouldn't be asked the next question.

"Please, you will help me won't you Celeste? After all, you are her Godmother. All the old nappies are in the bin. It must have slipped off earlier today. We just have to search through them."
Silently, Celeste pulled on a pair of bright yellow Marigolds and started the search while Macy continued to change the baby's nappy.

The ring was found in the third nappy.
There it was, a bit of gold sparkle amongst the debris that was pureed vegetables and rice.

"There we are, good as new. You owe me, big time for this." As Celeste handed over the now cleaned ring, Masy wiped a tear from her eye.
"You are a true friend, Celeste, going where no one has ever gone before, getting your hands covered in shit, for me. I won't forget this."
"Aw, go on with you, although when I want a favour, I'm just going to say, 'ring, ring!'"