Grace had barely made the scene when she was swarmed by bored reporters, all asking many questions. They were all probing and she had to give them something more than silence or they would think she was hiding something when she wasn't. So she looked at the reporters and said, "at this point in time I have no information regarding your questions."

Grace bowed out of the swarm of reporters and managed to catch a glimpse of a yellow mask that was the trademark of Mr. Nice Guy. In the fact that he was here, investigating this empty house, something more was amiss. Mostly though, why was no one here at all? The ajar door and empty garage had to mean something more was happening here. Not to mention, Mr. Nice Guy was based in Toledo. There was something happening and from the look of how Mr. Nice Guy was standing and beckoning, it was urgent.

Grace walked over to him, brushing aside the reporters and wasting no time.

"Hello, Mr. Nice Guy," Grace said, getting her nerves out of the way. She couldn't help but be a fan of a few superheroes, most notably Pokerface and Mr. Nice Guy. She wish she was meeting him under better circumstances. "So... do you know anything about why the Hardesty home is empty?"

[@Polyphemus]