James is in the kitchen, scratching the cupboards for food; Emily wears a black dress. Her hair is hanging loose.
"Can I help you with something?"
"Food? I can't find any"
"We have not done grocery shopping for a while, and those people who broke in stole the last food."
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, feel free to ask."
"Why did you not stop those guys who entered the house?"
"If I have done that, I will be exposing myself, and I can't risk that."
"So they never saw you?"
"No, they did not. I was hiding in her basement."
"Do you have a basement?" Says James.
"Yes, we do. It is under the carpet."
Thomas walks in, "what's for lunch, guys?" I have a packet of crisp if you want?" James looks at Emily, "you can't be serious; I just asked if there is anything to eat."
"You can give it to him," says Thomas, "we can always go to the grocery store."
Emily tosses the snack to James.
James goes over to the living room.
"I noticed you still have that music box in your hand."
