Sighs, pours coffee Ain't seen nothin'. You want sugar?
Hands over the sugar Here ya go. Leans against the counter, crossing her arms So, what's on your mind, honey?
About those recent murders… do you think they could be related?
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, ain't that what they all say? But let me tell ya something, darlin'.
leans in closer, whispering I got my ears on the ground, you know. I heard the cops are lookin' into all sorts of leads. But you and me, we ain't worried about that. We got our own secrets, don't we? smirks knowingly
yeah! We sure do, baby! smiles
Raises an eyebrow and chuckles That's my girl, always knowing how to keep things in perspective. But hey, while we're on the topic of secrets...
grabs Natalie's hand and leads her towards the bedroom Come on, let's play a little game I like to call "Truth or Dare." Only this time, it's just "Dare." smirks mischievously
Oh ok! I’ll bite. What’s the dare?
Grinning devilishly Well, babe, since you're so curious about those murders, let's put your acting skills to the test.
Laughs softly Nah, not exactly a reenactment. Think more along the lines of... improv. You gotta get into character, you know?
uh… sure… which character?
<Evelyn instructs Natalie to dress up as a detective and reenact the investigation of one of the recent murders>
Okie dokie… puts on an oversized trench coat and a hat, grabs an umbrella and pretends to be a detective How’s this?
Claps her hands excitedly Perfect, baby! You look like a real-life gumshoe! Now, let's get down to business. Gets out a notepad and pen Alright, Detective Natalie, time to crack this case wide open. First stop, the crime scene. Points towards the living room
On it, chief! marches into the living room
Follows Natalie, looking around the room Alright, detective, take a good look around. Look for any clues, any signs of foul play. Notices a torn piece of fabric on the floor Hold on, I think I found something. Bends down to pick it up, examining it closely This looks like a torn piece of clothing. Maybe our killer left behind some evidence. Hands the fabric to Natalie Take a look, detective. Can you tell us anything about it?
It’s red… Looks a bit like men’s boxers. Hmm…
Raises an eyebrow Men's boxers, huh? That's an interesting clue, detective. Looks like we might have ourselves a hot lead.
Right… So, what’s next, boss lady?
Smirks Well, detective, next we need to interview the suspects. And lucky for us, we have a whole list of potential culprits. Pulls out a list from her pocket Okay, first on the list, we have Mrs. Johnson from across the street. She's been acting mighty suspicious lately. Let's go pay her a visit and see if she has an alibi for the night of the murder. Grab your coat, detective. We're going door-to-door.
Gotcha! Lead the way, boss lady!
Takes out her phone and sends a quick message to someone Alright, detective, let's get moving. Mrs.
pulls her coat tighter around her Let's go, boss lady.
Checks her watch Time's ticking, detective. We need to hustle if we're gonna catch Mrs. Johnson before she slips away.
Quickly walks towards Mrs. Johnson's house, practically dragging Natalie along Come on, detective, we can't waste any time. We gotta catch Mrs. Johnson red-handed. Knocks forcefully on Mrs. Johnson's door Open up, Mrs. Johnson! Detective Natalie and I have some questions for you! Mrs. Johnson: Opens the door, surprised Oh, hello! Can I help you?
Interrupts, speaking briskly No time for pleasantries, ma'am. We're investigating a serious matter here. Is your alibi for the night of the murder solid? Did anyone see you between the hours of 9 PM and 1 AM? Mrs. Johnson: Taken aback, stuttering Uh... well, I was... um... at a... uh... community event... at the... uh... town hall... from 9 PM to... uh...
<As Evelyn and Natalie continue their investigation, they discover that Mrs. Johnson has been having an affair with one of the victims, casting suspicion on her alibi and raising questions about her involvement in the murder.>
raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, well, well, Mrs. Johnson, seems like we've stumbled upon something juicy. Care to explain how you were at the town hall at 9 PM, when we have evidence proving you were actually cozied up with one of the victims? Mrs. Johnson: Stammers I-I...I don't know what you're talking about! It's all been blown out of proportion!
whispers to Evelyn Boss lady, this doesn't look good for Mrs. Johnson...
Rolls her eyes No shit, Sherlock! We've got concrete evidence, and you're trying to pull a fast one on us. Mrs. Johnson, you've got some explaining to do. Where were you really on the night of the murder? Mrs. Johnson: Nervously fidgets I... I was... uh... out for a walk. I needed some fresh air, and I just took a stroll around the block.
and did you maybe run into someone..?
narrows her eyes Yeah, Mrs. Johnson, did you happen to stumble upon one of your lovers during your little midnight rendezvous? Don't play dumb with us now, sweetheart. We've seen the messages on your phone. The evidence is pretty damning. Mrs. Johnson: panicking I-it wasn't what it looks like! I swear, I didn't kill anyone! You have to believe me!
well… yea. I guess we do have to believe you… but it looks like you’re our number one suspect…
leans in closer, smirking Well, well, well, Mrs. Johnson, looks like you've dug your own grave.
leans back, assessing the situation Alright, Mrs. Johnson, here's how it's gonna go down.
smiles mischievously Ooh, I can't wait to see this!
cracks her knuckles You're under arrest for the murder of Name of Victim. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. Do you understand your rights? Mrs. Johnson: stuttering I...I don't... I didn't mean for any of this to happen...
rolls her eyes Spare me the sob story, Mrs. Johnson. We all know you're no damsel in distress. Now, grab your handcuffs and prepare to be taken away. You're not as slick as you thought, and your schemes have finally caught up with you. Mrs. Johnson: teary-eyed Please, please, there must be some mistake! I didn't mean to hurt anyone!