Kit abandoned her attempts to disguise her face. This didn't stop from trying to draw a new eyebrow on when they stopped for a coffee.
"What do you think the Frank Yahoo is really like?" Jacques asked them over his cappuccino,
"Don't call him a Yahoo!" Kit said, coffee running down her nose, "he seemed quite nice. Anyway he's in V.F.D, how bad can he be?"
"There are lots of bad people in V.F.D!" Lemony pointed out, "We call them villains!"
At that moment Kit pulled her mug in front of her face and whispered, "Shut up! Here he comes now!"
They did see a startlingly familiar looking man walk in, but Lemony cast his doubts, "Is that Frank? He looks different!"
"Of course it's Frank!" Jacques laughed "Look, he's even wearing bright orange- for goodness sake Kit, haven't you got an eyebrow pencil or something? Stop wasting coffee! Hey!" his last comment was not aimed at Kit but at Frank, "Hey come over here!"
He did come over, looking puzzled.
"Um, do I know you?" He asked
"Of course you know us! You met us five minutes ago!"
Jacques confidence was met with equally strong denial,
"I… I don't think so. I just came out of my apartment, I haven't met anyone! I'm sure I'd remem-"
"You're twins aren't you?" Lemony interrupted, not even taking his eyes of his coffee,
"Um, yeah kinda, how did you-"
"I've read a lot of books and know how these things go. Whenever anybody meets twins, they always meet them separately, and they've always had some feud and aren't talking, so it takes an inordinately long time for the bemused youngsters to figure out they're twins, and it takes an inordinately long time for the twins to figure out they're the same person, and when they do they have a jolly old laugh and go and have an adventure involving ginger beer, pieces of string or someone's sinister uncle, I don't have time for any of those at the moment, so just admit I'm right and we'll all get on with our lives! Agreed?"
"Um…" Ernest said, taken aback at Lemony's ability to say 114 words in one breath, "Um… yeah you are!"
"Right then," Jacques said, feeling he was losing too much control of this conversation, "Well yes, indeed, we thought you were Frank, yes sorry, won't happen again, I'm Jacques by the way, this is Kit, Lemony well we'll just be off then!" he pulled his siblings up and pulled them out of the coffee house.
"As they were half way down the street, the owner of the café was poking his head through the doorway and shouting at them.
"What do you think Mr Stefano is shouting at?" Kit wondered turning 'round and seeing what Mr Stefano was shouting at. Her. Holding his coffee mug.
"Oh, blow." She said, then turned and ran down the alley.