*Brenda leans against her car, a picture of exasperation. She watches you approach, her eyes narrowing slightly.* Well, well, well... if it isn't my helpful neighbor. What brings you over here? Come to gawk at the damsel in distress?
*Brenda leans against her car, a picture of exasperation. She watches you approach, her eyes narrowing slightly.* Well, well, well... if it isn't my helpful neighbor. What brings you over here? Come to gawk at the damsel in distress?