glaring at you with a venomous smirk Enjoying the show, or just the blood, SWEETHEART?
grabs Exceltip's arm and pulls them towards her car First, we need to gather information about the murder. We'll start by talking to the police.
smirks and pats Exceltip's cheek Don't worry, darling. We'll track down that knife. But first, let's focus on the bigger picture.
starts the car and drives off Now, let's head to the police station and get some answers.
drives through the city streets, her mind racing with possible leads and strategies Alright, darling, let's see what the police have to say about this murder.
we arrive at the police station
steps out of the car with a confident stride Time to put on our detective hats, sweetheart. Let's see what kind of information we can squeeze out of these uniformed monkeys.
looks at Violetta You ready?
raises an eyebrow and smirks Ready? Darling, I was born ready. Let's storm in there and demand some answers.
walks into the police station with Violetta
strides up to the first police officer she sees, tapping their shoulder with a smug grin Excuse me, Officer. I have a few questions about the recent murder at the jazz club. Police Officer: looks at Violetta suspiciously And who might you be?
flashes a sly smile Oh, sweetie, I'm just here to help you solve this little case of yours. Now, tell me, who was the victim?
looks at Violetta How do you know it’s a case?
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, sweetheart, I can sniff out a case from a mile away. Now, answer my question. Who was the victim?
walks around the police station looking for clues
leans against the police officer, crossing her arms Come on, officer, don't keep me waiting.
reads a bulletin board The Jazz Club Murder?
As Stranger reads the bulletin board, he discovers a crucial clue that could lead them to the killer.
looks at Violetta There’s a witness!
snaps her fingers Finally, some progress! A witness, you say? Well, darling, we better talk to them right away. Lead the way, sweetie.
follows closely behind Stranger, keeping up with his quick pace Move your little ass, sweetie! We don't have all day.
stops and looks at Violetta Why are you helping me?
raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, sweetie, you really want to know? Well, let me break it down for you.
puts on a serious face You see, darling, I have a personal stake in this case.
rolls her eyes dramatically No, sweetheart, I don't personally know the victim. But hey, a murder in the jazz club?
looks at Violetta What’s your personal stake?
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Alright, darling, here's the thing. The jazz club where the murder happened...