In her backyard, Christie Stevens basked in the sunlight one leisurely afternoon. Meanwhile, Jake was relishing the weekend, piloting his father's unmanned aircraft. Pitched low, the buzzing sound made Christie presume a beehive was nearby.
Suddenly, the drone took a nosedive, crash-landing on her lawn. Noting the address on the drone, she opted to exhibit good neighboring by returning it. Upon Jake opening the door, an air of 'unexpectedness' colored his expression; avoiding culpability for using the drone sans permission.
Determined to unravel the truth, Christie invited herself into Jake's abode. Conveying intentions to consult his father, Jake implored her to oblige his desires, pledging compliance to elude confession to his dad.