'Umm ... excuse me, Mr. Ventura?' said a shy voice behind Ace Ventura, who was unlocking his door. He stopped. 'Yes, Satan?'
He looked behind himself. 'Oh, I'm sorry, miss,' he apologized. 'You sounded like someone else.'
'Oh, was I too loud?' she began coughing. Ventura flinched. 'I must've been, my throat sounds bad.'
'You think?'
'Oh, ohm ... I'm sorry,' she was shaking. 'Umm ... I was just wondering if, uh ... you were ever going to pay rent?' she peeped as every word became smaller. 'I mean, only if you want to.' she quickly added.
'Ms. Fluttershy, I told you. You're my first priority,' he said in a false happy tone. 'I'm on a very big case right now. Check this out. Look at that,' he said as he pulled out a flyer and handed it to the bright yellow pegasus. 'That's a true albino pidgeon--' he was cut off by the suddenly un-timid voice of the usually shy pony.
'Oh, how wonderful!'
'Some other rich pony lost it, he's offerin' a $25,000 reward. As soon as I find this bird, you're p--'
'YOU FIND IT?' she shouted out of nowhere. 'Nonononononononononononononono! You're misunderstanding my reaction, I--!' she quickly stopped. 'I mean, of course, you find it and ... good luck.'
'Thank you,' he was glad this was over as he stepped into his house.
'Wait, sir!' she reached her hoof out as he clenched his fists and became very frustrated. 'What ... could it possibly be, now?'
'Sorry, Ventura, it's just that I heard cute little animals in there!' she said sweetly. 'And I heard them again earlier this morning!'
'I never bring my work home with me,' he accused her of being wrong.
'But then ...' she tapped the bag full of pet food in his arm.
'Fiber,' he finished quickly. Glad to finally be done, he stepped inside his home.
