There were many papers scattered all over the floor, glowing yellow cloths hanging everywhere, and a few discarded empty medicine bottles could be seen in the corners.
Hannah walked over, just getting ready to bend down, when Louis picked up the item and handed it to her ahead of time.
She looked up and met the young boy's obedient smile, "Sis, this is for you."
The bottle was marked in English with technical terms that were hard to understand.
Just as Hannah was preparing to examine it in the light, Hayes Edwards' voice came from the side.
Hayes had been rummaging around for props all this time, and as he looked up, he saw Tiffany Lynch sneaking something into her pocket.
Without thinking, he blurted out, "What were you just doing?"
Taken by surprise, Tiffany's face flushed, "Nothing."
Hayes took a few steps forward, "I just saw it all. Were you hiding props? Are you mentally ill?"
That question, asked every time, always brought some humor.