Gene bounces into Milliways, exuding energy the way he always does when he's on the trail of a scumbag. He grins when he sees where he is - pint, excellent! - and then he sees the television above the bar. It appears like there's some sort of event going on in London, but he doesn't recognise the names of those involved. William and Catherine?
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He appears, uncalled and probably unwelcome as always, like a crow that instinctively knows where a juicy new carrion can be found.
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He turns his head blearily, his hand wrapped loosely around his glass.
'Yeah. I like royalty.'
He thinks. Most of the time.
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He doesn't want to think about it even for a second.
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Duh.
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'Well there y'go then. Seen one, seen 'em all.'
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It's more like caution. You can't tell the manner in which the man is going to explode. Once you know, you can just stand downwind.
"I was watching that," Urquhart just says.
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And it's clear that he really doesn't. Really, really doesn't. And he'll go pretty far not to have it turned back on as well.
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Hang on, what?
'The far past? It's the future, y'said so yourself.'
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'Pedantic twat.'
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He pours another drink, and lights a fag.
'You shoul' meet my DI. No doubt you'd get on like a house on fire.'
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'Who says things exactly like you jus' did.'
i.e; he has a superiority complex, thinks he's smarter than everyone else, and uses fancy words when there's no need for them. Just like Urquhart.
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