Kelly: It's nice up here.

Lucy: It's quiet.

Kelly: Yeah if you ignore the sirens and the whispers of everyone.

Lucy takes a moment then stands up, walks over to Kelly and sits next to her. Lucy's feet over the edge.

Lucy: Sirens.. whispers. I hear that every day. But right now what I'm not hearing is my head spinning my mind out of control. I'm not hearing the stress. The fear. Just calm.

Kelly: I sit up here a lot. Not on the edge. But up on the roof.

Lucy: You can see a lot from up here.

Kelly: Yeah.

Lucy: What do you do up here?

Kelly: Watch. People. Cars. Birds. Crimes

Lucy: Crime?

Kelly: I call 911.

Lucy: So you're the watcher.

Kelly: Hm?

Lucy: LAFD, LAPD, Paramedics, we've all been getting dispatched to calls around this area lately from an anonymous caller we've nick named the watcher. You're famous among everyone.

Kelly: Glad to know some people like me.

Lucy: If you walked into the station and told people you're the watched you'd probably get yourself a little plastic medal.

Kelly chuckles.

Lucy: I'm more of a trophy girl though.

Kelly: Medals aw more practical though. You can wear like 20 and show them all off and that's just around your neck. Trophy's are cool but they take up space.

Lucy: That's fair.

Kelly: I think I want to come down now.

Lucy: Come on let's go. She gets up along with Kelly and they head inside.

Tim: Good job.

Lucy: Thanks.

Kelly: Am I going to have to go to the station now.

Lucy: Yeah but you're not under arrest or anything. More a safety protocol.

Kelly: cool.

When they get down Kelly get into the back of the car with Alyssa. Lucy goes to sit in the front but Tim stops her.

Tim: Luce?

Lucy: Yeah?

Tim: You did really well. Also please don't ever sit on the edge like that again.

Lucy: No promises.

Tim: You looked so calm.

Lucy: Honestly it was nice. To just sit there and, sit.

Tim simply nods his head.

Tim: Let's get to the station.