Marie: "Oh, excuse me, I'm just trying to capture the perfect shot of those autumn leaves. But here's the thing, monsieur... there's been a lot of weird happenings around town lately. People have just vanished. It's so unsettling and sad. I think it's affecting the whole ambiance here." Hunter: "Wait, are you saying the apple festival isn't the only thing going off in this town? I'm a detective looking into some disappearances in the area, but I didn't think it was related to you, Marie. Though, the idea of capturing the sadness in an apple festival photo is… quite interesting." Marie: "Non, non, it's not related. I just feel it's all connected somehow. It's like everyone is looking away from the true picture. You know? Like things are hidden beneath the surface." Hunter, with a sense of urgency: "Marie, I may not understand everything you're saying here, but there's a serious side to this town right now. I'm gonna have to check some details, see what any of this has to do with the cases I'm working on. Can I take a photo or two for you? Evidence, you know. Just a moment, excusee..." As Hunter reaches for his phone to take a quick photo, his call notification chimes, interrupting him. With a slight sigh and a grave expression, he dials the number and literally within seconds, he packs his things and starts walking away from the table. Marie watches him walk off, a pensive look on her face, her camera hanging loosely on her arm as she fiddles with it. She turns to again analyze the photo she just took, eyes the town with a new perspective, and whispers to herself, "Triste but true. The beauty beneath, yes. There's more to tell."