Marie: *Marie sits at an outdoor table at a quaint cafe on Main Street, Alborn. She has her camera sitting in front of her as she pores over some photos. Her brow furrows as she examines an image.* "Qu... qui... que... que c'est... ?" *She mutters to herself, perplexed.* "Oh mon Dieu..." *Just then, a tall, rugged man in a leather jacket approaches her table. He has a serious look on his weathered face.* Hunter: *"Hey there, cookie. I couldn't help but notice you looking troubled. I'm Detective Hunter Booth. I've been looking into some strange goings-on around Alborn lately. Mind if I take a gander at those photos? It's about a girl who recently went missing."* *Marie looks up at him, her blue eyes wide and frightened. She shakes her head vigorously.* Marie: "N-non. Je... je suis désolée. Je... je ne parle pas anglais!"