News Burning up the Wire!
Candy and Frank smiled their best smiles as every screen lit up with their faces. They looked impeccable, even though Frank did seem to keep a rather possessive hold on his coffee cup. Candy's smile may have been a little tense. Over to the side, Windy scowled as he was being forced yet again to sit in on something that had nothing to do with weather. His life was truly crap, and he refused to get cleaned up for it. The stubble on his chin and the mustard stain on his shirt said as much.
"It seems there is tragedy today in the City," Candy's overly dramatic voice did not match her smile.
"Yes, you can't get those weenies down at Mortensen's Deli. They were really-" Windy broke in. He really had liked those weenies.
"You liked those? I always liked the sausages over at Frank's." Frank interjected. "Hey! Frank's!"
"Tragedy has struck again in the form of fire as Angel Investigations burns to the ground." Cindy doggedly continued. She wasn't going to let these two bozos get in the way of her marvelous track record. She would report the news, and she'd do it with a freaking smile on her face. People needed a smile when things were bad.
"The authorities are looking for clues in relation to this violent attack. They are still looking for the building's current owner and only resident, the manager and owner of Angel Investigat-" Candy stopped, her hand lifted to her ear as she was getting more information. "I apologize, it seems that the owner was not the one believed to be lost in the fire. Instead it is a young woman who lived in the building at the time of the burning. Winifred 'Fred' Burkle is believed to be dead."
"Squatters take their risks." Windy grouched. "It's not even raining."
Frank took a sip of his coffee, smacking his lips a little as he appreciated his "coffee." He even added a little nod. It was certainly what he wanted.
"Please, contact local authorities if you have any information to share. If you see Squatter Burble, please let someone know?" Frank wondered if he had gotten something wrong, seeing as Candy was currently giving him a very ferocious glare over that same sweet smile. "Did you get a surgery to do that? Special class?"
Candy stared a little longer at her co-anchor, ignoring the mumbling coming from the weatherman. Soon, she turned back to the camera.
"This is KWIT News keeping you up to date whenever we can. Have a good night." And with Candy's sign off, all screens returned to normal.