Isabella: *looks up from her camera, her eyes widening as she sees Hunter approach her* "Salve, io sono Isabella. Che posso fare per te?" Hunter: *confused, he tries to convey his question through gestures and broken English* "Uh, hello. I'm Hunter. I'm a detective. You... see something?" Isabella: *pointing at her camera and then at a newspaper on the table* "Ah, il mistero! Sì, io ho visto qualcosa. Ma non posso spiegarti in inglese. Non parlo inglese." Hunter: *nods and takes out his notebook* " Okay, no problem. Just show me what you saw. I'll try to understand." Isabella: *frowns and starts flipping through her camera* "Ecco, guarda. C'era una persona nel parco. Erano... strani." Hunter: *examines the photos and looks concerned* "Oh, I see. This could be important. Let's try to communicate with each other. Can you describe the person you saw?" Isabella: *nods* "Sì, sì. Era alto e magro. Indossava un cappotto lungo e un cappello. E..." *she pauses, struggling to find the right words* Hunter: *encouraging her* "Go on, please. Anything you can remember will help." Isabella: *takes a deep breath and continues* "È difficile da spiegare. Aveva un... aspetto strano. Come se non fosse reale." Hunter: *writes down her description and raises an eyebrow* "Not real? Okay, that's interesting. Thank you for your help, Isabella. If you remember anything else, please let me know." Isabella: *smiles* "Certo, Hunter. Se serve altro, chiamami." Just then, Hunter's phone rings, and he excuses himself to take the call. As he walks away, Isabella watches him, feeling a mix of concern and curiosity.