Hugh Hamilton
As the three hop-scotched down the footpath, Hugh decided it best to utilise his vocal chords to express a thought.
"Wait, was that a yes?" he asked of Grace.
"Was what a yes?"
"Your answer."
"To what?"
"Nothing."
Hugh displayed communist colours for a moment then continued the journey. After a five-minute bout of running, Hugh decided to exercise his wit.
"But if God's Peed, shouldn't we all be wet?" he said, giggling.
No one thought enough of it to respond and they kept silent. Eventually they made it back to their office and they quickly fished around in messy drawers before retrieving a gunky piece of paper with the relevant information scrawled on it.
"All right, off we go to 74 Rosethorn Place," said a limbless vision.
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