"What are you doing?" Nancy asked flatly.
Debbie glared at Nancy. "I should be the one asking you that," she retorted angrily. "You're the one sneaking around."
Nancy continued to stare at Debbie coolly. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh I think you do. Chase said he saw you going through my things."
Oops. "I don't know where he could have gotten that idea."
"Right. I can't believe you have so little respect for my privacy. Or the privacy of everyone else. I doubt I'm the only one you've been spying on."
"Spying?"
"You're working for the enemy!"