14 April 2013 @ 10:32 am
*John is busy reading through this morning's papers, the Andrew Marr Show in the background when there is a knock at the door. He groans, leaving the article about Sally's upcoming case on the table to go and answer the door.*

*When he opens the door he is surprised to find a surly Peter, still in his nightwear and flanked by two DEFRA agents, glaring at him.*

...Good morning, Peter. Gentlemen. To what do I owe this pleasure?