[Dave and Clarissa's Manor in Need of a Serious Tune-Up Job]

This is why Clarissa would be the perfect manager for a construction company. She maintains contact with...things with specialties in every single field imaginable (and some that aren't).

Unlike the excitable Dave, she is not so engrossed in the collision with impending curtains that she is willing or able to ignore that weird, raspy noise coming from the wall...

Rats. Must be rats. Rats in the walls. No good can come of that. Don't need Dave cannibalizing people again in some funky HP Lovecraft spin-off. Nope.

In her most charming and pure voice, Clarissa beseeches the "rats" in the walls to journey out into the open.

"Hello there mouses! How are you today? Why don't you step out into the light so I can give you a nibble of cheddar cheese?"

With both hands hidden behind her back, she cautiously makes her way into the center of the room, listening intently for any scratching resulting from her attempts to foster rapport with the vicious vermin. That way, she'll figure out which area of the house to rigorously Hadouken!