They stood at the menu-board quite long enough deciding what they liked.

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Actually, they stood at the menu board more than long enough deciding what picky epicurean James liked.

 

Either way however they were now in the queue to be served.

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"And about time" said Larksong, I was starting to think that if we didn't stop for lunch soon I'just might thump somebody ..

 

Used to his constant moaning Hampton dealt with it the same as every other time and simply ignored it.

 

"Okay" he said, we should decide what we are going to do about this whatever-it-is mystery thing!

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They had shuffled forward, pointed to their choices and been handed their lunches.

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The girl dishing-up and handing-out was quite clearly J3551CA, and she and highly surprised and wrong-footed and tongue-tied and other body-part expressions-of-awkwardness Hamster had a *moment*. But he reluctantly had to break away ...  he really had to get this other stuff moving and this would probably be the one-and-only opportunity today, and for some nagging reason he wasn't entirely sure he could rely on there actually being a tomorow.

 

"So then how do we check out what's actually behind these suspicions?" He asked as they started to work their way through lunch.

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"Look" Jezza tried to say delicately with a mouthful of food, "I'm only going along with it because it's going to show you're imagining things and then you'll stop being extremely annoying! So what you need to look in to is whatever you are imagining. So over to you then!"

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"Well I don't know do I? " Hamster replied exasperatedly. "All I know is something is going on and it seems to surface just when we are shooting. But as for what it means or where to start, well .. James .. you're the sensible, methodical, logical one you keep saying?

 

"You forgot "boring", Larksong said through most of his brocolli

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But James let it pass because ..  well .. Hamster was right, he most certainly was the sensible, methodicl, logical one out of the three of them, and he rather preferred the chances of that kind of approach to Larksong's hit-it-with-a-brick ways and Hamster's paint-it-green solution to every worldly ill.

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So with one set of eyes on him at least, he took his usual all-embracing view of the situation in order to home in on the most efficient and effective way of handling it.

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"Well, if you ask me" he said calmly and evenly after measured consideration, "looking at it logically, we simply don't stand a chance do we? Digging for a cover-up? No clue where to start or what to look for. Pointless, and I'm not sure that there is a pointmore for it anyway! But apart from that, dead easy" and he accepted his own pronouncement without either concern or further cranial endeavours, returning instead to his meal which was really all he was bothered about just then anyway.

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"Okay then" said Hampton, trying to stay upbeat, "..so what we need is someone who can see where things aren't how you'd expect, and then do something about it. And all right now!

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"That would be a superhero then. Know any?" James's Spag Bol apeared to wonder.

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"Weellll .." he replied, "there is a local legend .."

 

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