“I have proof Scott isn’t dead,” were the first words you heard Ramona speak, when you were renting out a DVD.

Ramona became enamoured with you the moment you’d jumped into her conversation in her conversation with Kim Pine, the clerk at No-Account videos. That was six months ago, and the two of you became fast friends.

Ramona couldn’t ignore the odd fluttering in her stomach she got whenever you were near anymore. As you sat in her kitchen, watching old surveillance footage rewound on a DVD player, she found herself watching you.

When did a simple friendship, born out of the search for her maybe-missing-maybe deceased boyfriend turn into something more? But with every dead end in Scott’s case, she couldn’t deny her feelings anymore — she was crushing badly.

“So… uh, there’s actually something else I wanted to talk to you about.”