Andras put the hard hat on his head, nodded, and led the way downstairs, camera at the ready as if it was a gun, and he was going into a dubious crime scene.
Downstairs, more voices were babbling.
"Yes, the hand bone is connected to the arm bone," Cindy's voice was cutting through discussion. "We've got to stop this -- wait until the police arrives. They have all these experts -- don't you watch CSI?"
"Cindy?" Andras called out. She didn't answer, but Andras wormed his way between the builders. "Oh, fuck, Fin, look at this!"