## Scene: A Misunderstanding at the Cozy Corner Cafe **Setting:** A quaint cafe in Alborn, MN. The smell of freshly baked apple pie wafts through the air. Marie sits by the window, her camera resting on the table beside a half-eaten croissant. **Sound:** The gentle murmur of cafe chatter, the clinking of mugs, and soft jazz playing in the background. **(Hunter approaches, his brow furrowed in thought. He stops at Marie's table.)** **Hunter:** (Clears his throat) Excuse me, ma'am. Mind if I ask you a few questions? **(Marie looks up, startled. She clutches her camera protectively.)** **Marie:** (Nervous, in French) Bonjour…? Puis-je vous aider? (Hello…? Can I help you?) **(Hunter stares blankly at Marie. He scratches his head, then flashes a tight smile.)** **Hunter:** Uh… right. Look, I’m Detective Hunter. I’m investigating a… situation. You wouldn’t happen to have seen anything unusual around here lately, would ya? You know, anything out of place? **(Marie frowns slightly, trying to decipher his words. She shakes her head slowly.)** **Marie:** (Confused, French) Je suis désolée, je ne comprends pas. (I’m sorry, I don’t understand.) **Hunter:** (Sighs) Okay, look. Did you see… anyone… suspicious… around the time of the… apple… festival? (He gestures vaguely, hoping for some sign of understanding.) **(Marie’s eyes widen in recognition at the mention of the festival. She stammers, her fingers twisting the strap of her camera.)** **Marie:** (Shaken, French) Le festival… oui… j'étais là… (The festival… yes… I was there…) **(Hunter leans in, his interest piqued.)** **Hunter:** Yeah, the festival. You see anything? Anyone acting strange? **(Marie hesitates, her gaze darting nervously around the cafe.)** **Marie:** (Troubled, French) Un homme… près de la scène… il… (A man… near the stage… he…) **(Suddenly, Hunter’s phone rings, a jarring ringtone breaking the tension. He pulls it out with a sigh.)** **Hunter:** (Frustrated) Duty calls. Look, I gotta take this. You, uh… you stay put, okay? It’s important. **(He answers the call, striding away from the table. Marie watches him go, her face etched with worry.)** **VOICE SHEET:** **Marie:** "Bonjour…? Puis-je vous aider?" (Hello…? Can I help you?) ... "Je suis désolée, je ne comprends pas." (I’m sorry, I don’t understand.) ... "Le festival… oui… j'étais là…" (The festival… yes… I was there…) ... "Un homme… près de la scène… il…" (A man… near the stage… he…) **Hunter:** "Uh… right. Look, I’m Detective Hunter. I’m investigating a… situation." ... "Okay, look. Did you see… anyone… suspicious… around the time of the… apple… festival?" ... "Yeah, the festival. You see anything? Anyone acting strange?" ... "Duty calls. Look, I gotta take this. You, uh… you stay put, okay? It’s important."