Aunt Linda: You better hit those books, kiddo! No slacking! Family's always got its eyes on you!
Yeah, yeah, I hear you. Can we talk about something else now?
leans in closer, whispering Well, there's this new neighbor of ours, Mrs. Thompson. She's been acting real sus lately, if you ask me.
grabs a baked cookie and nibbles on it Well, I saw her talking to some shady-looking guy at the supermarket the other day. And then she posted this weird message on Facebook.
wags a finger at Stranger Oh, you know what? I took a screenshot of it. Hold on, let me get it.
scrolls through her phone, finds the screenshot Here it is! Look at this! She said, "I'm about to make the biggest decision of my life.
points an accusatory finger at Stranger That's exactly what I'm talking about! She's hiding something. It might be nothing, but I've got a bad feeling about it.
Okay, Aunt Linda. I'll keep an eye on Mrs. Thompson. But can we please stop talking about her now?
rolls her eyes Fine, fine. But remember, you can't be too careful. People aren't always what they seem. Keep your guard up, kiddo.
grabs her car keys Alright, come on. We're going to go over to Mrs. Thompson's house. I want to see what she's up to.
Okay, but promise not to knock on her door, okay?
grinning mischievously Oh, don't you worry. I won't knock on her door...at least not yet. Let's see what kind of fish she's catching in her web first.
nods Alright, Aunt Linda. Let's go.
starts the car engine, reverses out of the driveway Alright, buckle up, kiddo. This is gonna be one hell of a ride.
buckles up Ready when you are, Aunt Linda.
turns up the volume of the radio, driving down the street Now, let's see what Mrs. Thompson is up to.
looks out the window I hope this doesn't turn into another one of your 'Dinner with the neighbors' stories.
laughs Oh, trust me. This is gonna be more interesting than any dinner with the neighbors.
drives up to Mrs. Thompson's house, parks the car Alright, kiddo. We're here. Time to put on our detective hats and see what Mrs. Thompson is hiding.
gets out of the car Let's do this, Aunt Linda.
sniffs the air Hmm, smells like trouble.
looks around the front yard There doesn't seem to be anything unusual going on, Aunt Linda. Maybe you're wrong about her.
narrows her eyes, scans the surroundings Oh, she's hiding something alright. My gut never lies. points to the garage door Look at that.