"This is Detective Monday at the bakery where the pumpernickel bread was stolen. I think I'll ask this cute, blueeyed blond if she knows anything about it.

Hi ya, honey! You must be Gail Schellin. What are you doing in a place like this?"

"Well, it's always been a secret ambition of mine to own a bakery, and besides, I can't resist the smell of fresh bread, but I also like fried chicken and bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches."

"Now, let's get down to the matter at hand. Did you see anyone suspicious come into the bakery?"

"I don't think so! Wait a minute. There was a boy who came walking in here. He looked sort of embarrassed. It reminded me of the time I failed my driving test just because I backed around the corner and went over the curb onto somebody's lawn. ..I could hardly face the other kids at school."

"Just stick to the facts."

"Okay! Okay! Well, in walks this boy looking sort of embarrassed. Oh, and I remember he couldn't talk English very well. Did you know that English and business education are my favorite subjects? I plan to go to Valparaiso university in Indiana to become an executive secretary."

"Facts!"

"You're acting mighty nasty and stuck up. However, I don't like people who think others are stuck up when they don't even know the person. Cliques are another one of my pet peeves. Maine West should have more unity between students and faculty."

"Stay on the subject. You remind me of. . .

"Speaking of memories, my fondest are of making the Pom-Pom squad, running for secretary of Student Council, and winning a Brotherhood award."

"You must be pretty active at school."

"Well, I'm in Student Council, Class council, orchestra, Pom‑Pom squad, and Brotherhood society. I've got to rush 'cause I'm going to an open house tonight. I just love big parties."

"Wait! Before you go, please tell me if you know who stole the pumpernickel bread."

"Stole it? I ate it!"