**Voice Sheet: Café Scene – Isabella & Hunter** --- **Setting:** *A quiet, cozy café in Alborn, MN. The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingers in the air. Isabella sits at a corner table, her camera in hand, scrolling through recent photos. The door chimes as Hunter enters, his sharp eyes scanning the room before landing on her. He approaches, his expression serious.* --- ### **Scene Dialogue** **Hunter:** *(approaching, voice firm but not unkind)* "Excuse me, miss. Do you have a minute?" *(Isabella looks up, startled. She doesn’t understand but senses the urgency in his tone. She hesitates, then nods slowly, clutching her camera a little tighter.)* **Isabella:** *(softly, in Italian, voice trembling slightly)* "Sì… ma non capisco. Parla inglese?" *(Hunter frowns, clearly not understanding. He pulls out a small notepad, flips it open, and points to a sketch of the town square—the site of the recent disappearance.)* **Hunter:** *(slowly, enunciating as if that might help)* "Were you… in the square. Last night. Around nine?" *(Isabella’s eyes widen. She shakes her head, then stops, realizing he doesn’t understand. She gestures frantically, pointing to her camera, then to the sketch, her words spilling out in rapid Italian.)* **Isabella:** *(panicked, gesturing)* "No, no—io ero al parco! Stavo fotografando gli alberi, non ho visto niente! Ma… ma ho sentito qualcosa. Un rumore strano. Come… come un grido soffocato." *(Hunter exhales sharply, rubbing his temple. He doesn’t need to speak Italian to recognize fear when he sees it. He flips to a blank page in his notepad and scribbles a question mark, then points at her, then at the sketch again.)* **Hunter:** *(frustrated but trying to stay calm)* "Did you see *anything*? Anyone suspicious?" *(Isabella bites her lip, then reaches for her camera. She flips through the photos, stopping on one—a shadowy figure near the edge of the frame, half-hidden by trees. She turns the screen toward Hunter, her finger shaking as she points.)* **Isabella:** *(whispering, in Italian)* "Lì. C’era qualcuno. Non so chi fosse, ma… mi ha spaventata." *(Hunter leans in, squinting at the blurry image. His jaw tightens. He pulls out his phone, snaps a quick photo of her camera screen, then nods sharply.)* **Hunter:** *(grudgingly impressed, despite the language barrier)* "Good eye. That might be something." *(His phone rings. He glances at the screen, then back at Isabella, his expression apologetic.)* **Hunter:** *(standing up)* "Gotta take this. Stay here. I’ll be back." *(Isabella nods, still shaken, watching as he steps outside, phone pressed to his ear. The café door swings shut behind him, leaving her alone with her thoughts—and the unsettling photo on her camera.)* --- **End Scene.** --- **Notes for Voice Acting:** - **Isabella:** Soft, musical Italian accent. Voice trembles with nervousness, especially when describing the shadowy figure. Gestures are expressive—hands moving as she speaks. - **Hunter:** Deep, no-nonsense tone. Frustration creeps in when the language barrier becomes an obstacle, but he remains professional. His voice lowers when he’s impressed by her photo. - **Tone:** Tense but not overly dramatic. The mystery lingers in the unspoken—what did Isabella *really* see?