The Star of Egypt
You step inside Much Ado About Books, a homely little bookstore just down the street from your house. A young man no older than your husband steps forward and smiles at you. You recognize him as Matthew Winston, the owner of the store.
"Hello, Mrs. Knight," he says pleasantly. "What can I do for you today?"
"Hi Mr. Winston," you reply just as pleasantly. "Actually, I'd like to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind."
"Uh, sure," Matthew adjusts his glasses and turns to face you directly. "What's this about?"
"Something that happened last night," you answer, not completely willing to give away too much information yet. "I just need a better idea of who was involved."
"Ooo-kay." Matthew's eyes narrow. You'd better start asking questions before he beats you to the punch.
"Hello, Mrs. Knight," he says pleasantly. "What can I do for you today?"
"Hi Mr. Winston," you reply just as pleasantly. "Actually, I'd like to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind."
"Uh, sure," Matthew adjusts his glasses and turns to face you directly. "What's this about?"
"Something that happened last night," you answer, not completely willing to give away too much information yet. "I just need a better idea of who was involved."
"Ooo-kay." Matthew's eyes narrow. You'd better start asking questions before he beats you to the punch.