"Good morning, Marybeth! How's the day treating you so far?" "Morning, Maya! It's been quite eventful actually. Did you hear about the break-in at the Townsend's place last night?" "No! What happened? Are they alright?" "Well, thankfully nobody was hurt. But they woke up to find some of their jewelry missing. And their prized possession, a rare painting from their trip to Venice, was gone too." "Oh no! That's terrible. I hope they're coping alright. Do the police have any leads?" "They're still investigating, but there's something odd about the whole thing. You see, Bessie, the nosy neighbor across the street, didn't even hear a peep last night. And as you know, that woman has ears like a hawk." "That is peculiar. I hope they find the thief soon. These small-town crimes are so unnerving." "Agreed. Oh, where was I? Oh, yes, what can I get you today, Marybeth?" "Let me think. With all this commotion, I almost forgot why I'm here. I'll take your usual double-chocolate donut and a cup of your freshly brewed coffee. And, Maya?" "Yes?" "Add a blueberry muffin to-go. I have a feeling George is going to be as curious as a cat about this break-in. Might as well sweeten the news with your delicious treats." "Coming right up. It's on the house today, Marybeth. Spread some comfort around this gloomy day." "Thank