With Eddie...
Eddie: *pulls up to the hotel and gets out, walks to the front desk* I'm looking for Diana Hart. Does the name ring a bell?
Manager: Nope. Sorry. Can't say it does.
Eddie: *slides the manager a 50 dollar bill* How about now?
Manager: *takes the money* Hang on... you said Hart? Yeah. Room 204. Sorry about that.
Eddie: Thank you. *goes upstairs, knocks on 204's door*
Diana: *opens the door* Uh. Hi?
Eddie: Diana Hart?
Diana: Hi. Are you here for an appointment?
Eddie: Uh. Not really.
Diana: Sorry, no contact without appointment. *closes the door*
Eddie: *stops the door* Wait. Can I talk to you?
Diana: *sighs* Fine. Come in. *sets up the timer which is ten minutes long*
Eddie: Thank you. *closes the door* Can I talk to you?
Diana: Sure... About...?
Eddie: Your daughter, Dallas.
Diana: *sighs* No... I will not say anything about her! How do you know about her anyway?
Eddie: *pulls out his badge*
Diana: Shit. I knew it. Cops. I'm sorry. I won't do it again.
Eddie: I'm a priviate eye. I'm not here to bust you on that, I need to talk to you about Dallas.
Diana: Oh... Okay.
Eddie: The Origami killer took away Dallas, didn't he?
Diana: *nods* Yeah.
Eddie: Do you remember anything about the days before Dallas was taken?
Diana: All I remember is that her father got a letter in the mail, read it, and left. I haven't seen him since.
Eddie: Alright.. Thank you. Is there by any chance you still have letter?
Diana: No. He took it...
Eddie: Okay. Well, that's all I wanted to know. Thank you, Ms. Hart.
Diana: It's nothing. And thank you for not busting me on this.
Eddie: It's nothing. *the alarm goes off*
Diana: It's been ten minutes.
Eddie: Okay. *walks by her kitchen table, leaves his card* The name's Eddie De La Garza. My number's on the card, in case you remember anything.
Diana: *nods* Okay. Bye.
Eddie: *leaves* Bye.