Missie eyed the constable who kept looking forward and seemed in deep thought. She tried to look in the direction he was looking. "Oh. Maybe it's one of those stake outs. Is someone supposed to sit on that bench you're waiting for? I can wait. Until they come, let me tell you about my scoundrel of a husband. He married me and got all my money and has kept running off ever since."

She looked from the bench towards the constable and smiled. "You've got the loveliest eyes, officer!" She said sweetly. It was true, but didn't hurt to butter him up in case it'd help.