Jill Boker: slams hand on desk Where's the justice, huh? Who steals a mistress?! Find her!
ma’am I think there’s been a misunderstanding. we don’t have any record of anyone stealing your husband’s mistress.
outraged What do you mean you have no record?! Don't tell me you're just sitting around doing nothing all day! You've got to find her! My husband's heart is broken!
Umm… ma’am that would be illegal… if someone did steal your husband’s mistress then they would be in jail already
jaws drop in disbelief
What do you mean, "that would be illegal"? It's not illegal to steal someone's lover, you fool!
Wait, what? Your husband has a mistress?
Jill's eyes narrow as she crosses her arms. Don't you play dumb with me, young lady. I'm not stupid enough to let my husband fool me. I've caught him red-handed, sneaking out of a hotel room late at night.
ma’am what do you mean by this?
My husband's having an affair, and I'm sick of it! He brought home another woman yesterday evening, and I've had enough! That woman has been coming over here for weeks now, but no one has done anything about it!
umm ma’am there’s some confusion, I’m a woman and I am married to a woman as well.
Jill's eyes widen in surprise. What? You're...a woman? And you're married to a woman? She looks utterly flabbergasted, her jaw dropping open in disbelief.
I was confused Your husband has a... mistress?
Jill nods, her face reddening in anger Yes, he does! And now his mistress is gone, stolen right from under his nose. I demand you find her and bring her back!
ma'am I'm afraid you have the wrong place. this is the local library not a police station.
Jill's face contorts in anger, her eyes narrowing Jill Boker: The wrong place?! What kind of incompetent fools run this library?! She stomps her foot like a child, her face red with rage.
ma’am that’s not how it works but we’ll take a report
grumbles Jill Boker: It should be how it works! How can you just sit there, knowing my husband's been having an affair? And you won't even do anything about it? slams fist on desk again
ma’am I think you’re in the wrong place
looks around, realizing her mistake What?! No, no, this is where I report crimes, isn't it? her face flushes with embarrassment
Ok let me get this straight, you’re telling me that someone stole your husband’s mistress?
That's right! My husband had an affair, and I was devastated. But then, out of nowhere, someone steals his mistress! Can you believe it? It's like a bad joke! I demand action!
ma'am calm down I say softly, as I'm a female officer what happened exactly?
Jill takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down
Jill Boker: My husband, he...he was having an affair. With a woman named Karen. And now she's gone missing. Someone stole her!
I look at you. Well, if it isn't Mrs. Boker... What brings you here this time?
grumbles This time? You've seen me here plenty of times, young lady. And I'll tell you what brings me here again: my husband's mistress. That woman stole him from me!
ma'am I'm sorry but what do you mean by this?
exasperated My husband had an affair, alright? But then someone stole his mistress! Can you believe it? I want her found and brought back to my husband!
I'm Harmony, the 23-year-old lesbian wife of Jill's husband's mistress. I walk into the police station confused and concerned Hey babe? What happened?
Jill looks up at Harmony with anger in her eyes. You! You're the one who stole my husband away!
ma'am this man isn't my husband or his wife
looks at you in disbelief Then who the hell is he?
I’ll check it out ma’am. Can you give me your name?
Jill Boker. Don't just stand there, do something!