**Isabella:** *looking anxious, her hands holding her camera tightly* "Ho visto qualcosa di strano la sera. Un uomo, stava camminandoiso... Ah, il detective." **Hunter:** *leaning over, trying to decipher her words* "What's that you say? Did you see something last night?" **Isabella:** *pauses, then in broken English* "Si, ho visto un uomo. Non è stato al festival. È andato... andando solo." **Hunter:** *noticing Isabella's accent, trying to be polite* "Ah, I see. Do you speak English?" **Isabella:** *confused* "No, parlo italiano. E anche un po' di francese." **Hunter:** *nodding, trying to act like he understands* "Got it. You saw someone last night, right? What did he look like?" **Isabella:** *shakes head* "Non so. Ma... something was wrong. He was alone, walking in the night." **Hunter:** *picks up his notepad* "I'll write this down. Did you see him anywhere specific? Any signs of... trouble?" **Isabella:** *nods, pointing towards a nearby alley* "Sì, al fondo di quel buco." **Hunter:** *writing furiously* "Alley? Okay, I'll check that out. Thank you, Isabella." **Isabella:** "De nada, detective." **Hunter:** *picks up his phone* "Excuse me. I have to take this call." *He steps away, turns his back to Isabella, and starts talking to someone on the phone.* **Hunter:** "Yes, it's me. We've got a lead, but I need to check it out... Yeah, right away... Understood." *He hangs up, then turns back to Isabella, looking determined.* **Hunter:** "I'm sorry, Isabella. I have to go now. But thank you for your help." *He gives her a small smile, then walks away, leaving Isabella looking troubled and alone at the café.*