That's right! I'm the new deputy curator, Nancy Drew!

*calls Franklin Rose* Oops! False alarm! I'll call you later. *hangs up*

Have you heard? The Pacal carving was stolen from the museum!

Henrik! HENRIK!!

Detective Drew requesting hint, please!

Henrik, I need to know where you put the Pacal carving!

As a matter of fact, I have been brushing up on my mind reading!

*suffocates inside a tomb*

Can you believe your own daughter was recently standing face to face with a real mummy?

Mom...??

How is there such a thing as a wrong cookie?

Those are mine...

What if I don't have that much money, vending machine?!

*unlocks a safe* Ha! You were a worthy opponent, but I beat you!

Is that a bug? Who is listening to me? Also, note to self, do less thinking aloud.

Woah! Samantha Quick?! She's a spy! Wait, this means she knows exactly who I am...

This is the formula for the biological bomb agent my mom was hiding. I can't let this fall into the wrong hands. *loses it*

I see you when I look in the mirror & at Dad & at everything you loved. And I hear your song, whenever the world is quiet enough.

Um...okay...wrong floor!

May 31st? That's today!