Same.
"Is this what you've spent all day looking for?"
The girl with the phone in her hand, dangled it before the Professor and the creatures. She had her back to the stalls and her eyes keen on the lot.
"Hand it here."
The Professor urged, moving closer to her but the girl shot,
"Don't be foolish, wierd man. It isn't about you this time. You've always thought twould always be about you? Shame! Doesn't work like that forever."
Her small face, decked out in gay and peace. Her little eyelids flapping to the theme song of her guts.
"What did she say?"
The queen had walked up to catch up with the Professor, the woman was with her.
"Not of which bothers you at the moment, her majesty."
He scorned, looking behind him, the woman was behind the two of them, twas quite a thing of joy that the woman knew her place.