## Mystery at the Café [Interior, a quaint café in Alborn, MN. A cozy atmosphere with a hint of mystery hangs in the air.] **Maria:** [Gazing at her vintage camera, a Canon AE-1, she sighs.] **Hunter:** [Approaching the table, his detective instincts kick in] Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter, Alborn's finest. I understand you were at the town's square the night the fountain mysteriously stopped working. Can you tell me what you saw? **Maria:** [Troubled, she speaks softly in Spanish] ¿Cómo puedo ayudarle si no hablo inglés? Me siento aterrorizada cada vez que pienso en esa fuente. --- [Maria's words, though calm and serene, hold an underlying tension.] "How can I help you when I don't speak English? I feel terrified each time I think about that fountain." --- **Hunter:** [His brow furrows in confusion] I'm sorry, I don't understand. I thought you might have witnessed something crucial. You see, the night the fountain stopped, a local businessman disappeared without a trace. Can you recall anything unusual? **Maria:** [She gestures with her hands, conveying her frustration] Lo siento, señor detective. No sé de qué habla. Estoy aquí solo para estudiar. --- "I'm sorry, Detective. I don't know what you're talking about. I'm here solely to study." --- **Hunter:** [Leaning in, his voice drops to a whisper] Look, I know something isn't right in this town. I've got a hunch you might've noticed something. Details, no matter how small, can be crucial. [A brief moment of silence as Maria considers the detective's plea.] **Maria:** [Sighs] La noche del incidente, vi una sombra moverse entre los árboles... --- "On the night of the incident, I saw a shadow moving among the trees..." --- [Just as the conversation deepens, Hunter's phone interrupts with a loud ringtone.] **Hunter:** [Answering the call] Hunter here. ... Yes, I'm on it. [To Maria] I need to take this. Stay here, I'll be right back. [He rises, leaving Maria at the table, curious and slightly unnerved.]