The Great Crepe Caper

I used to have a crepe pan. A nice, non-stick, T-Fal crepe pan I inherited from my grandmother. I should still have that crepe pan, except it seems to have mysteriously grown legs and run away. I haven't used it in a while, but I know where it was the last time I saw it, in my cupboard. It's no longer there, nor is it anywhere in my kitchen. And I've looked. Oh, have I looked. To my knowledge I haven't loaned it out to anyone, so it's absence is very suspicious indeed. Should you happen to see my crepe pan wandering the streets, or hiding in your cupboard, please send it back to me. I would very much like to have it back.