He went to fetch more beers, and by the time he got back Louisa was telling Shirley her idea for a TV show, which would open with a view of Tom Hiddleston walking down a long, long, corridor, shot from behind.What? Oh, sorry. I misted over.
River waited. "Then what?" he asked at last.
But the women had misted over, and didn't hear him.
Mick Herron, London Rules