"Morning, Liza. Got your usual ready for ya!" "Thanks, Marge. I don't know what I'd do without your blueberry muffins." "Well, I better not tell ya the secret ingredient then." "On second thought, let's keep that a mystery. Say, did you hear about the break-in at the library?" "No, I didn't! What happened?" "Apparently, someone broke in last night and made a real mess of the place. Books were scattered everywhere, and the cash register was emptied." "Oh my! That's just terrible. Who would do such a thing?" "I don't know, but it sure has the whole town talking. Sheriff Miller was there first thing this morning, trying to gather clues." "Hmm...I wonder if it has anything to do with that new family that moved in last month." "The Johnsons? I don't know, Liza. They seemed like such a nice couple." "You can never be too sure, Marge. Small towns like ours are supposed to be safe havens." "Well, let's just hope the sheriff gets to the bottom of this soon. I'd hate for anything else to happen."