"I am the owner and proprietor of a small museum downtown" explains Christine "and I fear one or more of the exhibits are cursed."
"Cursed?" asked Marcia "Which ones?"
"I'm not sure" replied Christine "The night watchmen have reported strange noises, and there have been strange accidents like tiles falling, bulbs shorting and slip-ups on perfectly dry stairs. It gets very few visitors, and if a member of the public is injured, I'm sure to get sued. I've tried selling certain exhibits, but nobody wants to buy them. I'll end up bankrupted!"
"Christine, I'll come round tomorrow evening and examine the place. I also have a freind in the NYPD, Officer Fisher Zuckerman, who can come over to act as security."
Next evening Marcia left Rusty in charge of the office while Fisher, Christine and herself went to the museum. There wasn't a single visitor so they were able to close the museum early.
"Well Marcia," asked Fisher, a tall and rather buff man "Shall we explore seperately or split up?"