I looked out from the kitchen, and saw that Betty was hovering at the front door, peering out every so often.
"What are you doing?"
"There's a man out there. He keeps walking back and forth in front of the house."
"Is he acting weird? Are you worried?"
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and headed towards the front windows to investigate. I totally pictured someone in a trench coat casing the joint.
"Oh, no. I just want him to go away so I can go out in my pajamas and have a cigarette."