"It is you!"

The three Baudelaire children were spending a quiet araw down at Briny Beach.

Belle, the eldest, was in the shallows, skimming rocks. She was just fourteen years and an inventor. In fact, anyone who knew her well knew that she had a habit of tying her hair up with a ribbon to keep it out of her eyes whenever she was thinking up an idea for an invention. Currently, as she was skimming, she was trying to come up with an invention that could retrieve the rocks after they had been skimmed into the water.

John, the middle child, was staring intently into the rock pools, watching the creatures there....

It's Night, and Basil of Baker Street, Dawson, Kitty Katswell and Dudley tuta are quiet.
But suddenly ...
Tech!
The light went:
Kitty:Eeeh???!
Basil: Hey, are you afraid, innocent damsel? >8D
Kitty: No, i'm Not Fear, and three things, first thing, do you not make jokes, segundo thing, do not laugh and the third and last thing, do you not do crazy faces, Mr. Basil! >8(
There appears a strange and loud noise
Basil:What was that?
Kitty: I don't know, Mr. Basil, but it may be that it is an ambush.
Basil: Ambush, well, then, if it is something that is grateful for bad intentions, I will lie down with...