hissing Dude, stop breathing on the glass.

I'm not breathing on the glass. You're breathing on the glass.

Both of you shut up. She's looking over here.

She's not looking. She's just, like, staring into the truck.

Maybe she's tired.

from the couch Maybe she's a normal person who doesn't want a bunch of kids spying on her from the window.

from the floor, sorting tapes Says the guy who's been standing behind them for ten minutes.

I'm supervising.

quietly She's scared.