Brian, let’s stop all this futile pretence. I’ve always been moderately fond of you.
Well to be quite frank, Brigadier, one can’t walk so closely with a chap like you for so long without feeling something deep down inside, even if it isn’t anything… anything very much.

Here at the Peephole Club for the very first time…

I took the liberty of inviting an old friend along, as his wife has just passed away, and he’s somewhat distraught, poor chap, hope you don’t mind.

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