Unjustly Blamed

We have lost our iTouch.  Steve is in a FRENZY. He made me help him divide Wm's room into a search grid and tear it apart.  We looked in the closets, in our shoes, in the basement, even in the attic crawl space.  No iPod.  So the entire time this search is going on, Steve is switching back and forth between blaming Wm and blaming me.  He was all, "When your mom gave it back to you, that's the last time we saw it!  What did you do with it?!!?"  Then he'd go, "Wm!  Where did you take it?!!?  We know you have it! You always have it!"  Finally, this morning, he says, "when did I go to Urgent Care?"  YES!  Turns out that STEVE took the iTouch to Urgent Care and THAT is when it went missing!  So, STEVE is the culprit!!!!  When I told him to go search his car, he goes, "where are my keys?"  Then spent 10 minutes tearing the house apart looking for his keys.  Finally, not finding them, he just used mine (always kept in the same place, I might add).  I asked him why he was so intent to find the iTouch when he had never shown that much interest in it and he goes, "well, I lost my MP3 player and wanted to use that instead."

Tally of stuff Steve has lost: 3
Tally of stuff Cory has lost: 0
Tally of stuff Wm has lost: 0

Steve just came in from his car.  He was all, "I FOUND IT!!!!!"  It had fallen out of his pocket and down between the seat the and door and was wedged in there.  He was all smiles and glee.  But then said, "OK...now I'm going to look for my keys.  When did you see them last?"

Steve's updated tally: 2