Me: Are you spying on me?
Nell: Don’t be ridiculous.
Me: Why are you watching me from behind a cushion then?
Nell: I’m just keeping an eye on you.
Me: I’m not going to throw the Stuffed Tiger on the floor, if that’s what you think.
Nell: Good to hear.
Me: I will if it tries to sit in my chair.
Nell: Sally and Miss Maple have asked us to keep our distance. Kindly respect that.
Me: Actually, I’ve had a few ideas about the accomplice.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: We can probably rule out all insects and small birds.
Nell: Why?
Me: The Stuffed Tiger is too big.
Nell: True.
Me: They could work together but it would mean an awful lot of accomplices.
Nell: It would.
Me: And we might notice that.
Nell: We might.
Me: The Beefies are the obvious suspects.
Nell: Yes.
Me: But how are they getting in and out of the house undetected?
Nell: Quite.
Me: They must have an accomplice and if they do then why doesn’t their accomplice just move the Stuffed Tiger himself?
Nell: We don’t know it’s a Him. It might be a Her.
Me: I’m a bit tired of trying to work it all out now.
Nell: Why don’t you just leave the sleuthing to Miss Maple?
Me: Where is she?
Nell: Pursuing another lead.
Me: A real one?
Nell: Yes. Owl Pacino has reported strange goings on in Wary Wood.
Me: Wary Wood?
Nell: Yes, it’s not far from here.
Me: Why is it Wary?
Nell: Nobody likes to go in there. Not even Poppy.
Me: So, any activity is highly suspicious?
Nell: Exactly.
Me: I think I’m going to stick to writing for the time being.
Nell: I would if I were you.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
