The next morning, Hetty's office

'The puppet theater was, kind of cute.' Granger said.

'I figured it'd be a nice treat for a job well done.' Hetty responded.

'I didn't know your adoptive parents traveled.'

'Oh, they were well versed in culture back then, and they wanted me to experience most of it. And, I think they wanted me to like them, given that they weren't really my parents.'

'Did you like them?'

'Ys. Very much. I knew early on I wasn't exactly related to them, but, I was lucky to end up with a good family.' Hetty said, looking sad after saying that.

'You have a good family here.'

Smiling, 'Thank you, dear.'

'Just out of curiosity, do you consider puppets to be, creepy?' Granger asked.

'Not exactly. Though, I do sometimes feel tempted to play a joke on Mr. Hanna with one.'

'Not surprised, you are quite the puppetmaster.'

'I'd take offense to that, but you might be right.'

'Did you actually say I might be right? Now THAT is a surprise!' Granger responded.

'Really Owen? Really?' Hetty asked, looking unamuzed.