S: John!
Who are you? Where's John?
Go away! I'm Busy!
Now...Pickaxe in the ground...cheap wood *sniffs it and narrows eyes* and this isn't blood it's paint and that bat is a pitiful excuse of realism.
In fact, this material is paper-mache and these bricks aren't bricks at all!! What kind of murder case is this?
And who are you?
Is this some pathetic attempt to prank me?
Did Anderson put you up to this?
Tedious...
John!? John!
~ Happy Halloween