They give a pretty good clue.

Along with Flonne's squeal of pleasure, I heard a familar laugh that echoed throughout the house. "HAAAA HA HA HA HA HAAA!" I took a wild guess and assumed that Laharla was the one who caught Flonne first. I suppose it made sense. It was harder to get away from someone who had a stretchable, extremely flexible "limb" (her scarf). Once she spotted Flonne, she wouldn't even really need to move, just send her scarf out.

Okay...judging from how audible that was, I surmised that Flonne should have been in the laundry room. The garage would have made Laharla's laugh more...muffled. If anything could muffle that laugh.

But this caused a bit of a problem. Laharla was probably too busy patting herself on the back to keep track of Flonne. If Etna wasn't close enough, Flonne might be able to make it out the front door. In her current state, I doubt she'd go far and she probably wouldn't really want to...but if she hid in a tree or something, we might never find her.

I should have made staying in the house a rule. Running for the door, I tried to get there before the angel did. Once she was outside, she'd be impossible for ME to catch since she could fly. Etna could still get her though.

Just as I feared, I saw Flonne reaching the door just as I arrived. "Oh no you don't..." I whispered, charging. Flonne squeaked and fumbled with the doorknob.