YAY CAVES!
[It's raining. I mean, it's fucking throwing it down raining. The kind of scary insane torrential rain that typhoons are made of, and in that spirit? It's getting harder and harder to see through the windscreen. Prefect isn't driving, he's getting more and more agitated by this fact.]
You can't even see the road, Comrade!
[He whines.]
Come on, pull over. We can just wait it out somewhere.
[They pass by a sign for the "Newquay Caverns", but Prefect can't make out what it's for through the rain.]
You can't even see the road, Comrade!
[He whines.]
Come on, pull over. We can just wait it out somewhere.
[They pass by a sign for the "Newquay Caverns", but Prefect can't make out what it's for through the rain.]