On Friday, Ray always made an impression.

Heleff waited for the battle to begin.

The attic was covered in blood.

It was a typical evening in Berlin. Don buttoned up his jacket.

It was a gloomy June afternoon. Elmer was at the aquarium.

For as long as Jennie could remember, she'd wanted to be a bartender.

The sound of the parrot squawking made Robin want to scream.

Claudia opened the door to the guest room. She wanted to start over.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Rita was relieved to see her car.

When the moon came up, Maria knew it was time to run.

It was a dark and stormy autumn afternoon. Miguel shuddered in anticipation as he led the pickpocket into the bathroom.

"It's almost over," Violet told herself as she waited in the food court.

Peter could see that Willie was a singer. He tried not to laugh.

The captain opened the door, and led Armando inside.

Wayne was the best bank robber who ever lived.

Andrew knew that the waiter was insensitive.

When Ricardo arrived at Easter, Lorraine embraced him.

Josephine could see that Wendy was subjective.

Eugene could tell that Jeffrey was discreet. He opened the door to the dungeon.

Laura was at the concert. She had a rum and coke in her hand.

Tom was angry that everyone was coming to his party.

When Sue arrived at Christmas, Denise cried.

Going to the beach was a terrible idea. Rebecca took a bite of her banana.

Dorothy had never been to the forest. She swallowed nervously.

There had never been a sleuth quite like Jerome Green, and he knew it.

Mark had invited a puppy to his grand opening. He knew it wouldn't end well.

Someone had invited a goat to the wedding. Bernard knew it wouldn't end well.

Bobbie-Sue was delighted to be floating.

On Thursday, Jesus always made a comeback.

It was a long way to the planet. Cheryl stopped and crouched and tied her laces.

Natalie opened the door to the guest room. She shrugged.

Kristen put down the apple slowly.

Jesse had come to the fairy grotto prepared. He was here to meet the lighthouse-keeper.

Marcia opened the door to the studio. The stench was unmistakable.

For as long as Javier could remember, he'd wanted to be a greengrocer.

Eliza-Jane had been expecting Laurie for three days. She grimaced.

If the lifeguard didn't arrive soon, Brandon didn't know what he would do.

Herman fumbled in the darkness. The walls were sticky.

The monk opened the door, and led Glen inside.

It was a typical morning in the football stadium. Mike closed his eyes and took a drag on his cigarette.

The bright light coming from the basement made Tanya hopeful.

Samantha was glowing. She took a sip of her macchiato.

After spending a night on a plane, Thelma was relieved to see her mother.

"No one suspects a thing," Debbie told herself as she waited over the fence.

It was a busy winter evening. Sue ground her teeth as she led the dogcatcher into the wardrobe.

Leo knew that the dog was selfless.

Eileen was the best accountant who ever lived.

Lady Ecclesshaw was reading in the cell.

It was a long way to the river. Natalie stopped and shrugged.

As soon as the party started, Nathaniel straightened his clothes.