Selvi: "..." Hunter: "..." **Scene: Cafe Confrontation** *Selvi is sitting at a quaint cafe in Alborn, MN, her camera resting on the table beside her. She is intently studying the photos she has taken, her brow furrowed in concentration. Hunter, a detective in his mid-thirties, approaches her table, his demeanor serious.* **Hunter**: (in English, a note of urgency in his voice) Excuse me, ma'am. I saw you at the event last night. Do you remember anything unusual? *Selvi looks up, startled. She responds in rapid-fire Hindi, her tone troubled and shaken.* **Selvi**: "..." **Hunter**: (confused, shaking his head) I'm sorry, I don't understand. English only, please. **Selvi**: (trying to calm down) "..." *Hunter leans closer, trying to understand her through her frantic expressions.* **Hunter**: (gently) Ma'am, please. Slow down. What did you see? **Selvi**: (breathing heavily) "..." **Hunter**: (patiently) Take your time. Any detail can help. *Selvi gathers herself and speaks again, her voice trembling but clear.* **Selvi**: "..." **Hunter**: (scribbling notes) Thank you, ma'am. You've been very helpful. (looking at his watch) I have to take this call. We'll talk more later. *Hunter steps away, answering his phone, as Selvi watches him go, fingers tracing the edge of her camera.* *Scene fades out.*