Title: The peeping culprit

<somebody peeping>
<Golden Lace washing up>
Luffa: I see, I see... Golden Lace's skin is so smooth and glossy today~ Looking good, looking good...
Luffa: Now this is a good peeping spot, I'm not getting caught~
Golden Lace: Who might be hiding up there?
Luffa: <startled> Wah...! I'm about to get caught...!? Let's see...
Luffa: <falsetto> squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak
Golden Lace: What do you know... It was a mouse...
Golden Lace: -like sound making Luffa.
<Golden Lace: You've sure surprised me.> <Ufufu~!>
Luffa: Busted!!