"Nah, just working at the shop while he gets his degree. He's going into like British law or something. It sounds so boring. He told me what his assignment was about and my eyes glazed over." Bill remarked as he sniffed and zipped up his jacket, looking left and right before he dashed across the road. They weren't far from main estate, they were in a block of flats across the way, he could see them from here.

"I always thought I had a weird upbringing and all and then I met Barty. They're a weird bunch. His dad had like 10 wives and all these kids and they're so fucking Christian. I met 'em once, they told me to back off. Fucking cornered me and I -- I burst into laughter." Bill couldn't help it, these Christians in suits were warning him off Barty and talking like that and he just laughed. "It's the poshest threat I've ever had."