— What the hell are you doing here?
— Oh, nice to see you too!
— Hello, Greg.
...
— Is that why you're calling yourself "Greg"?
— That's his name.
— Is it?
— Yes. If you'd ever bothered to find out.
— I need a case.
— You've just solved one, by harpooning a dead pig, apparently!
— Oh, that was this morning.
The case of the vanishing glow-in-the-dark rabbit. Nato's in uproar.
I'm putting my best man onto it. I can always rely on John to send me the relevant data, as he never understands a word of it.
— You went on the tube like that?
— None of the cabs would take me.
Listen, what i said before, I mean it, John. I don't have friends. I've just got one.
— Oh! Looks like Mrs Hudson finally got to the wife in Doncaster.
— Hm. Wait until she finds out about the one in Islamabad.
— You're being funny now?
— Thought it might break the ice, a bit.
— Funny doesn't suit you. Let's stick to ice.
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