Ros Myers stretched her legs and looked admiringly at the red shoes she had deliberately chosen. She smiled at the man who had just offered to buy her a drink. “My job?” she said, “There’s not much to tell. Now you, on the other hand, look like you lead a very exciting life. I’d love to hear all about it.”

Flattered by the obvious attention of a beautiful women, the man, ignoring every single protocol which had been drummed into him, was eloquent about his job.

Adam and Lucas, listening in on the wire, were overjoyed with what they heard.