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It's warm time. All right, go and have
fun. Keep an eye on me as well.

What have you got?

Well, we don't want to get you into
trouble, so you won't be interested in

Fitzherbert, who lives at 18 Allison
Road, runs the coffee cart at the

and could well be Tristan Bailey's
accomplice.

So if it's Herbert 18 Alliston Road, not
interested in her at all.

And I suppose you don't want to know.
We've still not found Sir Peter's most

recent will.

It's irrelevant.

Nor have we. Not even listening.

And you also don't want to know. There
wasn't a second key to the ring.

The only way that door could have been
locked was with the key we found in Sir

Peter's pocket.

That's fascinating.

Oh,

and there's something else.

The gardener, Adam Warner, said he
thinks Tristram stole some rat poison a

back. But since no one's died of rat
poison, that actually might not be of

interest. And that's it?

Why, the case has been put on the back
burner.

Let me not follow up on that lead.

And whatever you do, don't go to the
train station and get yourself a coffee.

Good thinking.

I won't do that.

I know. How about I don't do that with
you?

Even better idea.

Why don't we not do it together?

Two cupcakes, please.

Of course.

I'll have more cupcakes for you
tomorrow.

Great. That'll be 5 .95, please.

Thank you.

He's going through to voicemail.

Again? I don't know what to do. He says
he loves me, but he won't take my calls,

and then he's angry when he does.

Good morning, ladies. Can I help you?

An Americano, please.

And a latte, please, with oat milk, semi
-skinned, if you have it. Of course.

Coming up. You know what I think?

He can't keep you at arm's length.

You need to tell him what's what.

If I do that, I'm worried I'll drive him
away.

Oh, nonsense.

I don't know what to do.

Oh, oh.

Oh, here.

Your friend's right.

He won't drive him away.

Not if it's meant to be.

Oh, sorry. I couldn't help overhearing.

Is that your experience?

Well, I've been dating the same guy
since I was 16 years old.

Impressive. On and off.

He's straight sometimes, but he always
comes back.

Well, that must cause a few arguments.

Oh, you have no idea.

So how do you handle him?

Well, um, his father died last week.

It was truly tragic, a horrible thing.

But then he said it was over between us.

Can you imagine?

After all that time together?

Exactly.

But sometimes you just have to be
patient.

He came back.

He always does.

We're childhood sweethearts. We'll
always be together.

Where were you at 3 p .m. last Friday?

I'm sorry? Your boyfriend, Tristram
Bailey, isn't he?

Where were you when his father died?

The Bounty Pub.

Watching a band.

Can you pay up and go?

I've got a book I want to give you.

All the places you'll go.

What's that?

It's a Doctor Who story about all the
places you'll go to in your life.

Mum, I'm going to Manchester.

Zita, that's far.

It's just not the M6.

Well, it's not just about the... uni. It
can be really intense.

I know, Mum, it's just... I am 18 now.

That's not that old.

It's old enough to leave home.

I just want you to know that if it ever
gets too much, you just come straight

home. Call me, day or night, any time.

I'll keep my phone right by my side.

What about you?

What about me?

This is your first time without me. How
are you going to cope?

I used to wait for most of the summer.
All was okay. Well, that was a holiday,

so... You know me, Zita. I'll be fine.

I'm always fine.

There you are then.

What do you mean?

I'll be fine.

You'll be fine.

Why are we still talking about this?

Sorry, I don't recognise her. He said
she was here last Friday, 3pm.

I could ask around if you like.

That would be really helpful. Thank you.

This is it.

Sarah lied to us about being here
because she was in the study pushing the

cabinet onto Sir Peter Petristrom.

Sorry, should you be taking that?

Well, there's another crossword to
solve.

So, yes.

You really think the crossword setter is
sending secret messages?

I do, actually.

Oh, perfect timing. I've got an
appointment with Colin.

Is this your hot date? Not quite yet.

OK, come back Wednesday evening.

Book club.

Tuesday, I could do a late supper.

The governor's meeting at Borlase.

Monday? It's our diocese's strategy away
day. Thursday?

MEC committee meeting.

How about a lunch?

Chloe's got work experience all week at
the Wickham Swan.

That's a lunchtime drop -off. And I'm
picking up.

I've got half an hour window at 6 .30 on
Friday.

The weirdest thing happened today.

These two women came to the coffee cart
wanting to know all about you.

Why? Who were they?

Just two women.

Tell me everything that they said.

Well, I don't remember... Tell me!

That drug drop -off.

Mark my words.

I don't think many crossword setters
deal drugs in their spare time.

I know. You solve murders.

I suppose I do.

Come on, then.

Good boy.

Good morning, Lady Bailey.

Good morning.

Come on, then.

Is this the best use of our time? Of
course it is.

All mysteries need to be solved, don't
they? Yes, they do.

Even nice and crosswords.

Okay, here we go. It's 11.

Uh -oh.

Suspicious runner approaching.

Coming this way.

This is it.

A jogger. Right on time.

Another jogger. It's Corbyn M.

Oh.

There, John. Joggers.

There must be something else going on. I
don't think there is.

Never mind.

It was worth a shot.

Hold on.

Look at this.

Look at what?

Lady Bailey.

Lady Bailey?

Can we have a word?

Why?

Because you're wearing hunter wellies.

With a cut across your left sole.

Why on earth that of interest?

You were at the party when your ex
-husband died, weren't you? Of course I

wasn't. You were hiding in the flowerbed
outside Sir Peter's study.

And you left rather distinctive
footprints in the earth.

I used to be chatelaine of one of the
finest houses in Marlow.

And now you're reduced to sneaking
around it.

I don't sneak anywhere.

You don't know anything about my life.

I gave that man everything.

I played my part, did what was expected
of me, and he betrayed me.

I can understand why you're so angry.

Please, we're just trying to find out
what happened.

You're right.

I was there.

I've had to see what she looked like.

There's a way into the garden through
the stables.

You didn't mind if people saw you?

I knew no one would be on that side of
the house.

There's only Peter Studdy in his bedroom
above it.

I don't know what Peter saw in her.

There's no way she'd have laughed at it.
Not with her unable to get through a

party without having a nervous
breakdown.

When she went into the house, I knew I'd
seen enough and left.

Did you see anyone in the study? No. I
was too far away.

And I remember now. The sun chose that
moment to come out. It was shining on

study windows.

I couldn't see inside.

That seems very convenient.

I can't help that.

But congratulations.

I was there.

Do you want a medal?

No. I want to catch your ex -husband's
killer.

He died in an accident.

A shocking accident, so you say.

You now admit you were hiding by Sir
Peter's study.

What was stopping you from going into
the house, pushing the cabinet onto him

and then slipping away again? It was his
new woman I had a problem with.

Not Peter.

But that's not true, is it?

We learnt how important your name is to
you when we first met.

And the only way you can keep your
aristocratic title is if Sir Peter never

remarries. Which he now never will, will
he, Lady Bailey?

How dare you speak to me like that?

How dare you?

Come on, Raffi.

Wow, Bec. Well done.

You really rattled her cage.

Like I said, I know the type.

I've done that background report for
you. Thank you, Alice.

Alice.

What did the sergeant... Background
check on a Marlow resident, Sarah

Fitzherbert. For the Bailey case?

I can't

find Adam the Gardener anywhere.

Oh, what's that?

It's where Lady Bailey came into the
garden.

It's the same boot print.

Well, assuming these prints were made on
the day of the party.

I said, assuming the... Hello?

Earth calling Judith?

The view's not right.

Well, what's wrong with it?

I don't know.

Something.

Oh, is that him? Come on.

Is it, Adam? You found it? What's going
on?

We've found it, finally.

The new will.

What? Adam found it.

Miss Page asked me to work on the load.

I was getting some compost.

And look.

Oh, this is the signature.

Signed by Sir Peter Bailey.

Come on, we can help.

Really?

It'll be like a jigsaw.

Okay. What's that?

Here. Pass me the pieces.

Great. They're quite wet.

Oh, this is stinky.

What about in that corner? Hold on.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. I've got one.

Another one.

I can't make heads or tails of that. Is
there any more? I can see.

Is this all of them?

Let's have a look. Do we need more
pieces? No, this should be enough.

If I die before my... That should be
wedding day.

I leave my entire estate to Jenny Page.

And it will have been... And it will
have been my son, Tristan, who

killed me.

He named this killer?

Nothing for me.

Were you expecting something?

The spirit always said he'd look after
me.

I've worked for this family for 30
years.

Is this valid?

Not torn up like this.

I'm sorry.

Then he's done it, hasn't he?

Tristram.

He's got everything.

He's won.

We'd better call Tanika.

This is why Sir Peter rang me, isn't it?

He was worried that Tristram was going
to kill him. But it can't have been him.

Oh, man, we're going round in circles
here.

Will this be enough to reopen the case?

It's unlikely.

Greenleaf's dead against it.

Adam. Can I ask, what were you expecting
Sir Peter to leave you in his will? He

never mentioned specifics.

But he said he'd look after you. Which
he didn't, did he?

In the new will.

Which you witnessed.

I didn't know what was in it. He
wouldn't tell us.

Why weren't you at the party?

It was a family event. I wouldn't be
invited.

Why not?

I wouldn't be right.

So, where were you when Sir Peter died?

In the garden.

Where? Out the back, working.

Can you prove that?

I sort of saw Lady Bailey by the
stables, looking a bit shifty, if I'm

Adam, this is important. Did you see
Lady Bailey at the stables before or

you heard the crash?

I heard the church bells first.

Then I saw her.

Yeah, you're right.

I saw her and then I had the crash.

But you didn't go and investigate.

I just thought something to do with the
party.

Can I go now?

Yes, of course.

This isn't good, is it?

I mean, if he's saying that Lady Bailey
was over by the stables at 3pm...

Then she couldn't have been inside the
house killing Sir Peter.

Nor could Adam have been, if he'd been
out there.

Which brings us right back to Sarah
Fitzherbert.

I've news on that front.

Sarah Fitzherbert's got a police record
for criminal damage in a fray. No way.

She was part of a Boxing Day protest
against fox hunting when she got into a

fight with a huntsman and his Range
Rover.

She got banged up? She got a fine and
community service.

Oh, but that's interesting.

If you push her, she lashes out.

Come on.

She's our killer.

I mean, she's in a secret relationship
with Tristram, you know. Her alibi does

not check out. She even has a motive.

If she kills Sir Peter, she can marry
Tristram, get all that money, the big

fancy house, and the title of Lady
Bailey.

Here, case closed.

Sorry.

It's Jason.

What have you got?

Sarge, I'm at Sarah Fitzherbert's house.

Wait for me there. I've got some
questions I need to put to her.

Yeah, that's going to be hard.

Why's that?

I'm sorry. Her neighbours just found
her.

She's dead.

Tell Brendan I want Tristan Bailey
-Borton for questioning.

Immediately.

Sorry.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, Jed.

You're just in time for cheating.

Let's get you.

What if it's because of us that she's
dead?

It's because of who killed her that
she's dead.

Tristram.

Sarah killed Sir Peter for him, thinking
he'd marry her. And instead, he kills

her, so he doesn't have to share his
fortune.

And it's like Jenny said.

He's won.

Hi. Tanika. I was just passing.

Has Tristram confessed?

No, he denies everything.

Sarah Fitzherbert died from an overdose
of bromodyline.

Rat poison.

which we found in the glove compartment
of Tristram's car, covered in his

fingerprints. No, no, no.

This can't be right.

The killer's been so careful.

Everything about the first murder was
meticulous.

And now we're saying that Tristram just
left all that evidence lying around.

Hold on.

It's from Lynn at the Bounty.

She says the band filmed their
performance that afternoon.

There she is.

Sarah Fitzherbert. Oh, poor woman.

At 3pm, at least two miles away from
Peter when he died.

That's impossible.

She has to have been the killer.
Everyone on that board has an alibi.

We still haven't worked out how the
killer got out of the room afterwards.

Oh.

Um, where are you going?

I'll catch up with you later.

See yourself out.

Well, you've led me a merry dance.

I'm sorry.

Who are you? Judith Potts. I set the
crosswords in the Marlowe Free Press.

Oh, you're Pepper.

It's a play on my surname, Judith Potts,
Pepper Potts. And you set the crossword

for the Maidenhead Advertiser.

How do you know that?

Oh.

Exactly. I know all about your secret
codes.

I saw you in Higginson Park. I didn't
think anything of it at the time.

Are you meeting the same woman again?

Oh, there we are.

Now, I know it's none of my business,
but I think you're romantically

with the woman over there. And your wife
doesn't know, does she?

You're mostly right. But my wife knows.

And she doesn't mind.

That's what they all say. I'll go even
further and say it's the approves of the

liaison.

I'm afraid we've been rumbled.

She thinks we're having an affair.

How wonderful.

You see, we are married.

To each other.

Oh, and very happily. I go to exercise
class most mornings.

And then I sit down with the maidenhead
advertiser and do the crossword.

I see the secret message.

And then we meet up.

As if we're having an affair.

It adds a little spice to our lives.

Well, I must say, I've never been so
happy to be proven wrong.

Water.

Fill it up.

Oh, don't move.

That's it, isn't it?

It's Stonehenge. It's a carrot of water.

No, no, no. It's Machu Picchu.

And she thought we were odd.

What is it?

Colin and I have finally managed to
arrange our date.

It's in the half hour after Evensong
before I have to pick Sam up from

I can't even get five minutes with Zita.

She's off tomorrow.

She hasn't even got a pot or a pan to
cook with.

Am I a bad mum?

No, you're not.

You can order her some.

They'll arrive by tomorrow.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Ladies, good morning.

Oh, here she comes.

I think I've made...

A bit of a breakthrough.

Oh?

Come on. We haven't got long.

What do we know about the sun?

The sun? It's the key to unlocking the
entire case.

I don't know. It's at the centre of the
solar system?

Exactly. Which means everything else
moves around it. But from our

it moves around us.

Subjectivity being what it is.

Are you all right?

It's basic celestial mechanics, Susie.

as was understood by the Celts when they
built Newgrange, or the Mayan Chichen

Itza, or the Incas Machu Picchu, all of
which line up with the sun.

How many coffees has she had?

Not that I know how it was done, not
yet.

But I do know that what Lady Bailey said
wasn't true.

The party was at 3pm, just as it's 3pm
now.

There we are, right on cue. And this?

is where Lady Bailey was standing when
she looked back at the house.

I saw Lady Bailey by the stables.

What do you see?

But remember, it was morning when we
looked at the jar that hadn't broken.

Good grief.

Was that it?

Is that what she saw?

But why?

That's the question.

Why?

You've got to tell us what's going on.

I've just been to the secret meeting set
up in the crossword puzzles.

No way.

The messages are sent from the setter to
his wife.

They pretend they don't know each other
in public to keep the spice in their...

Judith.

She does this every time she sends
there.

Hello, Earth calling Judith.

That's it, isn't it?

Finally, we have it.

Who killed Sir Peter, why he had to die,
and how the killer managed to escape

from a locked room.

But if we're going to prove it, I'm
going to need your help.

I don't understand.

I'm very sorry, but I think your life's
in danger.

Then we have to tell the police.

They won't believe us.

They'd never believe Sir Peter was
murdered, not officially.

We need Tristram to reveal himself when
he's released on bail.

Do you think he'll be released?

We've spoken to Tanika. They don't have
enough to hold him.

They're letting him go now.

And he'll come here.

I'm afraid to say, I think... I think
he's going to try to kill you next.

Tristram's the killer?

He's always been the most credible
suspect.

But Peter was right all along.

But how to prove it?

That's always been the question.

Which is why we have to catch him in the
act.

By using me as bait?

We'll be watching out front.

He'll have to pass us to get to you.

We'll protect you.

You have our word.

Where's Diasmaric? Huh?

What's she up to?

Are you sure this is a good idea?

It's the only way to prove my theory.

What do we do if he doesn't show up?

I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?

Come on, let's get her up.

Come on, Jenny.

You said you'd approach from the front.
Well, we caught him, didn't we? Not

really. Tanika did.

You get so caught up in your own ideas,
don't you?

Thinking that you're so clever and that
everything's a riddle that you can

solve. Well, Judith, we're not a riddle.
We are real people.

And Jenny could have been killed.

You have gone too far this time.

Detective Sargent, where are you? You're
right, he followed you. What's going on

here? Tristram Bailey just attacked
Jenny Page.

What are you doing here, Mrs Potts?

This is all my fault. I couldn't let it
go.

Then I'd better take over.

I'll go back to the station, get an
interview room ready. And I'll be making

full report to the DCI.

I'm not interested in a lecture.

It's about staying safe, Mrs Potts.

Miss Page?

Are you sure you're going to be all
right? I can stay with her while you get

children of grandmothers.

Right.

I am

so sorry.

I killed Peter.

I can show you how Sir Peter died, if
you like.

We all broke in here together with
Tristram.

He was outside the locked door the whole
time.

I know.

So how did he do it?

Well, that's the thing.

I never said he did.

What? Because he's not the killer.

It was you who killed Sir Peter Bailey.

Just as it was you.

Who killed Sarah Fitzherbert.

You're the killer.

What are you talking about? I was
upstairs when Peter died.

That's not true. After the argument with
Tristram, you came straight in here.

Jenny!

Is she dead?

Sir Peter died from blunt force of
trauma.

But not when the cabinet fell on him.

When you murdered him.

You then used the one key to the room to
leave.

Locking the door behind you.

And heading upstairs.

Here you had a piece of bad luck.

Rosanna was hiding.

But also... Good luck.

She couldn't quite see what you were
doing.

It meant that when the cabinet crashed
onto Sir Peter, she was your alibi.

You're saying I managed to push the
cabinet onto Peter from the floor above?

Yes, I am.

Then it was simply a matter of coming
down to death, letting Tristram break

through a locked door, and plouching the
key on Sir Peter's body when you went

to him.

Why would I do any of that? I loved him.
So you keep saying.

But as everyone's always suspected, you
were really only ever in it for his

money.

I didn't get his money.

Nor his title.

Nor the big house.

But that was always part of the plan,
wasn't it?

What could your motive be if only
Tristram benefited?

But then we always wondered if he had an
accomplice.

And he did.

You. You worked in France.

Rosanna told me he was there too.

I think it's where you and he fell in
love.

Which is when you learned of the fortune
and title and grand house that Tristan

would get the moment his father died.

So you and he made a plan.

His father needed a nurse.

You'd make sure he hired you.

Then you'd make him fall in love with
you and ask you to marry him.

And then on the eve of your wedding,
you'd murder him.

After all, who'd suspect a bride of
killing her husband?

the day before she'd get hold of his
fortune and title.

When you arrived in Marlow, you and
Tristram pretended you didn't know each

other, like a couple I met earlier
today, although, unlike them, you

you hated each other.

But what you didn't know was that
Tristram had an on -off girlfriend he

keep away from.

The plan had always been for you and
Tristram to get together after a decent

amount of time had passed.

And if eventually you married your dead
fiancé's son, well, tongues might

wag. But where's the crime?

But if he married Sarah, you'd get
nothing.

You acted fast.

You used the rat poison Tristram had
stolen.

When, I imagine, the two of you were
considering poison as your method of

dispatch.

And you murdered Sarah to remind
Tristram that his future was with you

one else.

That's how I knew he'd come for you when
he was released on bail.

Sarah was an innocent.

You killed her because you were jealous.

Tristram wouldn't forgive that.

I wasn't jealous.

What Sarah had with him...

was better than what you had with him.
How dare you? Which is why he always

back to her.

He betrayed me.

You, who'd risked so much.

You who trusted him.

You who even killed for him. I didn't
kill for him, I killed for me.

Which is what we in the trade.

Call a confession.

No one will believe you. It's your word
against mine.

That isn't entirely true.

Is it, Tanika?

I didn't kill for him, I killed for me.
Hello, Jenny.

No, I saw you leaving your car.

No, we took a leaf out of your book and
decided to stage an argument. Jenny

could have been killed.

You have gone too far this time. Which
started a chain of events that allowed

to be here.

You saw my car leave, but it wasn't me
driving.

And that is how I'm still here.

When you thought it was just you and
Judith.

You tricked me?

No. You tricked Sir Peter.

I worked out how.

And she is going to arrest you.

You used me, didn't you? No idea what
you're talking about. I hear

congratulations are in order.

Boss, you should know... That it was all
thanks to Brendan here.

What? It was his idea to arrest Tristram
to create the perfect conditions for

Jenny to make her confession.

Oh. Without Brendan, our double killer
would still be out there.

Isn't that right, Detective Sergeant?

Um... Yeah, yeah, that's right, Mum. Um,
it was really a joint effort.

Oh, very good. Yeah.

Very good.

Well done, team. Let's get this
processed.

We got her.

We did.

Amazing. No, seriously, amazing.

And I'm sorry about what I said.

Did I go too far?

Did I?

I mean, I didn't mean any of it. I mean,
we're your friends, you know. We get

you, Judith.

Even if sometimes we like to tease you.

Because we love you.

And this is the bit where you say the
same thing back to me.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, I... Sorry.

Where's Bex?

And where's my car?

Where are you?

I'm sorry. We were catching the killer.

Don't worry. I'm still here to pick up
Sam.

But I missed our date.

It's all right. You can tell me all
about it when you get home.

Love you.

Is that my mum?

Mum, where did you get this?

Believe it or not, I stole it.

You've stolen a police car?

From the police?

Let's get you home.

Can we put the lights on? And the siren?

I think that's exactly what we should
do.

That's sick.

Feeling it.

It's just so hard to believe.

What a mess.

Thank you.

For catching Father's killer.

It's the least he deserved.

Miss Bailey?

Under UK law, no one's allowed to
benefit from a crime they commit.

Your brother won't inherit a penny.

Your father's entire estate, his house
and money will go to his next closest

living relative.

You.

I'll make sure good comes of this.

Look, I understand the why of it, but
not the how.

How did Jenny manage to push that
massive cabinet onto the pizza without

in the room?

Oh, it was Lady Bailey who revealed the
truth to me. You see, I'd worked out

there was something wrong with her
testimony, but it was only when I saw

sunlight through a carafe that I
realised.

When I inspected the jar of magnesium
tape, it was in a sunbeam.

It was morning, and the sun was shining
through the window.

But if the sun was shining through the
window in the morning,

How could it still be shining through
the window in the afternoon?

So if what Lady Bailey saw wasn't
sunlight, what was it?

And that's when I remembered the
magnesium bulb.

When you light it, it burns white -hot,
and it's strong.

This is what happened.

Jenny got the study ready before the
party. She arranged all the equipment

the cabinet onto the floor in front of
it.

and tied magnesium tape from the top of
the cabinet to the hook on the wall.

That way, when she pushed it forward, it
would lean over, but not fall.

You see, all along we've known that it
was impossible for someone to get out of

that room once it was locked. But there
was one way in and out, even if it was

only inches wide.

Hold on.

Here you go.

Lady Bailey told us that Sir Peter's
bedroom was directly above his study.

I knew no one would be on that side of
the house.

There's only Peter's study and his
bedroom above it.

They shared the same flue.

All she had to do was run the magnesium
tape down the flue and connect it to the

tape already attached to the hook.

Except, when she put the jar back, it
wasn't quite in the right place, so it

didn't smash when the cabinet fell.

Which Judith noticed.

Of course she did.

Jenny had created a fuse that ran from
the bedroom, down the flue, across the

room, to the cabinet.

May I?

You may.

Rosanna thought Jenny was lighting a
cigarette.

But she was doing much more than that.

This was the bright light Lady Bailey
saw.

Not sunlight.

Magnesium tea.

Then when everyone heard the racket at
the cabinet crashing,

they presumed that was the moment that
Sir Peter

died, when in reality, he'd been killed
a few moments before.

And the will?

How did that fit into it?

That was a piece of improvisation from
Jenny.

Her whole plan was based on her having
no motive, but Sir Peter made up a new

will.

She must have been in such a panic when
she heard about it. What was in it would

she now inherit?

As soon as she saw it, she hid it.

And she was right to.

It left everything to her, giving her a
red -hot motive.

But it also named Tristram as the
killer, her partner in crime.

She had to protect him.

Until she learned that Tristram had an
old girlfriend who was still on the

scene. Do you know who that is?

No. Which is why she decided she'd make
sure that it was now found.

pointing the finger at Tristram.

She needed to remind him of the power
she had over him.

How did it go?

Did we do it?

Did we get her? Oh, Bex, it all went
wrong. She got away.

What? Susie?

It went exactly as Judith said. We got
her.

I know you said you didn't want it, but
you never know.

Oh, no. Wait, wait, wait.

One last thing.

What, Mum?

I ordered it last night, you know, just
in case.

Here you go.

Now you're all set to cook. Oh, thanks.

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

Mum,

I have to get there today.

Yeah, you go. I know.

You go.

Have the best time.

No, I got it.

I love you.

Love you too.

You'll be fine.

You and me, we're always fine.

Bye. Careful.

Stay safe.

We thought you might want some company.
Seeing as you're our friend and... We

love you.

Well, you'd better come in, then.

Come in.

We got margaritas. Oh, that's my
favourite. Thank you. Did you know they

named after Queen Margarita of Savoy? I
looked it up. She visited Naples in

1889. All that matters is that it tastes
deli... And the colours represent the

colours on the Italian flag.