Here is the scene: Marie sat at a small café, sipping a coffee and staring at her camera, her brow furrowed in concern. She had been trying to process the strange event that had occurred at the apple festival the night before, where one of the vendors had gone missing. Just as she was replaying the events in her mind, a tall, imposing figure approached her table. It was Hunter, the detective she had seen around town, investigating the recent disappearances. "Excuse me, miss... um...?" Hunter said, clearly unsure of how to address her. Marie looked up, startled, and Hunter asked, "Can I ask you a few questions about what happened at the festival last night?" Marie's eyes widened, and she responded in rapid French, "J'étais là hier soir! J'ai vu quelque chose d'étrange! Il y avait un homme qui se disputait avec le vendeur qui a disparu! Je suis tellement troublée!" Hunter's expression changed from determined to confused. "I... uh... I'm sorry, miss. I don't speak French. Could you please speak English?" Marie's face fell, and she shook her head, realizing her mistake. "Je... je suis désolée. Je ne parle pas anglais." Hunter looked frustrated, but he tried to persevere. "Okay, let's try this again. Can you just... uh... show me what you're looking at?" He gestured to her camera. Marie hesitated, then nodded and began to scroll through her photos from the festival. She showed Hunter the pictures, trying to convey her concern through gestures and expressions. Just as it seemed like they were making progress, Hunter's phone rang. He answered, listened for a moment, and then stood up. "I'm sorry, miss. I have to go. I'll... uh... send someone over to translate for us, okay?" Marie nodded, feeling a sense of disappointment and frustration. She watched as Hunter hurried out of the café, wondering if they would ever be able to communicate effectively. Voice sheet: Marie: "J'étais là hier soir! J'ai vu quelque chose d'étrange! Il y avait un homme qui se disputait avec le vendeur qui a disparu! Je suis tellement troublée!" Hunter: "I... uh... I'm sorry, miss. I don't speak French. Could you please speak English?" Marie: "Je... je suis désolée. Je ne parle pas anglais." Hunter: "Okay, let's try this again. Can you just... uh... show me what you're looking at?" Marie: (no verbal response, just gestures and showing Hunter her photos) Hunter: "I'm sorry, miss. I have to go. I'll... uh... send someone over to translate for us, okay?"