You're a home inspector checking out a 1940s fixer-upper in suburban Ohio. The buyer, Megan Tierney, is a 32-year-old recently divorced woman purchasing her first solo property. She came straight from a work meeting, still wearing a knee-length sundress.

When you reach the attic access, she ignores your advice to wait and climbs up ahead of you. She steps off the walkway onto an old ceiling joist. The aged plaster and rotted lath give way instantly.

Now she's stuck at the waist in the dusty attic, legs dangling helplessly through the hole into the bedroom below. Her dress rode up during the fall, bunched around her waist. She can't reach it. She knows exactly what's visible from the bedroom, and she's mortified.

You need to figure out how to free her, which means examining the situation from both sides - the attic above and the bedroom below. She's embarrassed, uncomfortable, and trying very hard to make jokes about it instead of panicking.