Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYA27KDZE0SEC9263R2AMN8

Okay, here’s a voice sheet capturing the scene between Isabella and Hunter, aiming for that cozy mystery feel with a touch of the unusual. I've focused on conveying Isabella's distress and Hunter’s initial bafflement, peppered with the subtle hints of the mystery unfolding. **SCENE: The Blue Spoon Cafe – Alborn, MN** **(Setting: The Blue Spoon is a small, slightly worn cafe in Alborn. Sunlight streams in through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The smell of cinnamon and slightly burnt coffee hangs heavy. Isabella is absorbed in reviewing photos on her camera, a gentle frown etched on her face. Hunter, looking weary, enters and spots her.)** **VOICE SHEET** **Hunter:** (Gruffly, approaching her table) “Excuse me, miss? I’m Detective Hunter. We’ve been talking about… well, about the Patterson disappearance. You were at the festival Saturday, weren’t you?” **Isabella:** (Startled, she quickly snaps the camera shut, turning to face him with wide, anxious eyes. She speaks rapidly in Italian, her accent thick.) “Oh, mio Dio! Sì, ero lì! Ma… ma è terribile! Ho visto… ho visto qualcosa di strano. Una macchina… una macchina nera, e poi… poi lui è sparito! Disappeared! Come un fantasma!” (She gestures dramatically with her hands, her voice trembling slightly.) “Non capisco… non capisco cosa significa!” **Hunter:** (Squinting, completely lost. He slowly sits down, pulling out his phone to check it, then sighs.) “I… I'm sorry? You said… a black car? And then he disappeared? You're speaking… Italian?” (He looks genuinely perplexed.) “Look, I don't speak Italian. Is there something you want to tell me in English?” **Isabella:** (Her distress deepening, she wracks her head, trying to find the words. She points at her camera.) “La macchina… la macchina! Ho scattato una foto! (She frantically scrolls through her camera, pointing at a photo.) Vedi? Una macchina… rossa. E un uomo… un uomo con un cappello. Poi… poi è sparito!” (She repeats the last phrase with increasing intensity.) “Sparito! Vanito!” **(Hunter examines the photo, tilting his head. It’s a blurry image of a red car parked near a bustling booth at the apple festival.)** **Hunter:** “It's… a photograph. A car. Okay. Look, lady, I appreciate you trying to help, but I'm dealing with a missing person. Can you tell me *when* you saw this car, and *which* direction he went?” **Isabella:** (Her voice cracking, she pulls out a small notepad and scribbles frantically, speaking in Italian again.) “Sabato! Sabato pomeriggio! Verso… verso l’albero più grande! Il grande albero dell’apple pie! Poi… poi ho sentito un rumore. Un rumore strano. Come… come un motore!” (She shivers, wrapping her arms around herself.) “Ho paura!” **Hunter:** (Rubbing his temples, he lets out a frustrated sigh.) "A motor... okay. So, near the big apple pie tree. And you heard a motor. Before he disappeared. Look, I need a name. Your name.” **Isabella:** (Hesitates, then whispers in Italian.) "Isabella. Isabella Rossi." **Hunter:** (Repeating her name slowly, as if testing it) "Isabella Rossi. Right. Okay, Ms. Rossi. I... I’m going to have to ask you to come with me. We need to talk about this. (He glances at his phone, a frown deepening on his face.) Just a sec... (He answers his phone, his voice low and contained.) Yeah?… Yes, I’m here… (He listens intently for a few moments, his expression hardening.) Alright, I’ll be right there.” **(Hunter hangs up, stands abruptly, and turns back to Isabella.)** **Hunter:** “Look, I’m really sorry to cut this short, but something's come up. Just… try to remember everything. Especially about that car. And the noise.” **(He starts to leave, then pauses, looking back at her with a flicker of genuine concern.)** **Hunter:** “Don’t wander off, Ms. Rossi. Alborn isn’t always as friendly as it looks.” **(He exits, leaving Isabella alone with her camera and a growing sense of unease.)** **Isabella:** (Softly, to herself in Italian) "Che cosa è successo? Cosa è successo?” (What happened? What happened?) --- Would you like me to elaborate on any part of this scene, or perhaps draft a continuation focusing on Hunter's investigation? Do you have any specific directions you'd like me to take it?