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Replacing his glasses upon his nose, Giles stared at the two men.
And stared a bit longer.
"Er. Sorry. You must have the wrong address."
Then he tried to close the door. His flat was fine, thank you very much. Lord knows what was behind 'door number three'--perhaps it would even be (horror upon horrors) his very favourite houseguest himself.
Replacing his glasses upon his nose, Giles stared at the two men.
And stared a bit longer.
"Er. Sorry. You must have the wrong address."
Then he tried to close the door. His flat was fine, thank you very much. Lord knows what was behind 'door number three'--perhaps it would even be (horror upon horrors) his very favourite houseguest himself.