Me: Beautiful Harriet.
Nell: She says NOIR are unhappy with the Beefies.
Me: I bet they are. Chucking diamonds around like that.
Nell: Exactly. Apparently a group of beachcombing beagles found a diamond on Bantham beach.
Me: In a baguette?
Nell: Not anymore, but, as they explained to the Daily Growl, a baguette is there to be eaten and they were hungry.
Me: Dave would understand.
Nell: Madame Odile has been reprimanded from above.
Me: Good God.
Nell: Not that far above. It has reached the ears of the evil head of NOIR.
Me: Do birds have ears?
Nell: Of course they do. They are hidden by feathers.
Me: Ah, Inner ears not earring ears.
Nell: I worry about you sometimes. Anyway, Sally and Charlie are rather pleased as they are hoping the evil head of NOIR might actually pay the bakery a visit and finally be unmasked.
Me: Don’t they know who it is?
Nell: No. They only know the name.
Me: Is it Blofeld?
Nell: Certainly not. It’s Savoiardi.
Me: It sounds Italian.
Nell: Yes. It means sponge finger.
Me: Obviously, not to be trifled with.
Nell: Do stop. So we need to encourage the Beefies to keep dropping baguettes. David and Gladys are in charge of provocation.
Me: They should be good at that.
Nell: We are positioning our people across the area. Owl Pacino is coordinating with Sally. We will work in pairs. If a baguette is dropped, we will be there. Surreptitiously and in disguise, of course.
Me: I can’t wait.
Nell: I can’t believe I am saying this, but you and I are a team.
Me: I know we are.
Nell: No. Sally has chosen you to be my partner.
Me: You mean I’m included?
Nell: Yes. Now don’t let me down by overreacting.
Me: Just one excited jump in the air then? Sorry.
