Eve closes the curtain, then stands at the foot of the pool chair and takes a photo of Bob with her phone.
CUT slow to Eve in the kitchen, drying the mortar and pestle with a towel.
VOICE (from the garage) (MFL) Hello Robert! We're home!
Eve runs up the stairs, still holding the mortar and pestle and tea towel.
EVE Oh crapstix!
Eve rushes into Robert's bedroom, closes the door, and listens through it while she looks at her own phone.