Isabella: (nervously fidgeting with her camera) "Scusi, io non parlo inglese bene. Ho sentito qualcosa la notte scorsa, ma non so come dirlo." Hunter: (looking confused) "I'm sorry, I don't speak Italian. Do you know what happened last night? I'm trying to gather information about the recent disappearances." Isabella: (tears welling up in her eyes) "Sì, ho sentito grida nella notte, ma quando sono uscita, non c'era nessuno. Ho paura." Hunter: (concerned) "I see. Sorry, I wish I could understand more. Would you be willing to work with a translator to give a statement?" Isabella: (nodding) "Sì, grazie. Lo farò." Hunter: (nods and pauses as his phone rings) "Excuse me, I need to take this. (answers phone) This is Detective Hunter." Isabella: (sits silently, looking at her camera as Hunter talks on the phone) Hunter: (finishes phone call) "I'm sorry, but I need to go. We'll arrange for a translator to speak with you later. Thank you for your time." Isabella: (smiles faintly) "Grazie, Signore." Hunter: (tips his hat) "Take care, Miss." (Hunter exits the café, leaving Isabella sitting at her table, looking thoughtful.)