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Scene 4 - Saturday morning
Coaster starts canvasing the neighborhood around Skilly’s house; Slater is leashed this time. Don’t need a repeat of the Bubbles fiasco. As Coaster pulls up to Skilly’s house, he sees an odd little man staring in at the windows.
“Excuse me, can I help you?” Coaster approaches the man; Slater is straining at the leash, growling.
“I just want to see in. What happened here? Where’s Skilly? She’s my friend.”
Before the little man can continue, a man in a motorcycle roars up the driveway.
“Grundle! Get away from Skilly’s house, you little stalker! What’s he doing here?” Nick the Knife points at Grundle, now cowering behind the tree.
“Sir, what are YOU doing here?” Superintendent Coaster asks the hairy newcomer.
“I’m a friend of Skills’. We have plans today.”
“What kind of plans?”
“Who are you, the cops?”
“Yes, actually, I am, and you are?”
“I’m Nick the Knife. Skilly and I were going to pick out bridesmaid dresses. I have a better eye for that sort of thing than she does. What’s going on anyway? Why is a cop here, and what is that little stalkerboy doing peeking in the window? If Skilly catches him . . .”
“I’m afraid there’s no danger of that, Sir. Skilly’s been found murdered, poisoned. I’m sorry,” Coaster pauses when he sees how deeply this has affected Nick. The gentle giant is crying softly into his beard.
“Were you her fiance, Sir?” Coaster continued.
“No. Not him! She was marrying Slothrop, and they had a big fight last night. Say, has anyone seen HIM lately, huh?” Grundle interrupted.
“Shut up you little -” Nick got off his bike the better to pound Grundle into the dirt.
“Uh, we’ll have none of that,” Coaster saves Grundle. “But maybe you should both come downtown with me.”
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