Clara sits in Harry's office with her feet propped up on the desk. Harry tasked her with watching his office while he was gone, although it was likely nothing would happen in his absence. She was intensely focused on the tablet in front of her, where she was typing out a report detailing Lancelot's last mission. She was thankful she didn't have to write reports like this often, but she couldn't help but think of the last time they lost a Kingsman agent, as well as a candidate- seventeen years ago. She had only been five years old when it happened. Harry had told her about the incident in which they lost a man named Lee Unwin, who was competing for the position of Lancelot- a position left vacant by her own father. As thankful as she was that the man had saved the lives of Harry and Merlin, she couldn't help but feel slightly bitter that they were replacing her dad so soon. Clara was pulled out of her thoughts when the phone on Harry's desk began ringing.

~8~

Eggsy Unwin sits at a table in the Holborn police station's interrogation room. Across from him sits an older, balding policeman who didn't seem very pleased with Eggsy's behavior. Refusing to rat out his friend's, Eggsy claims that there is "honor amongst thieves". "Eggsy, there is no such thing as honor amongst thieves. Now you can start giving me some names of the boys you were with, or you go down. It's up to you." Eggsy keeps his calm front, hopefully what he was planning would work.

"I want to exercise my right to a phone call."

"Well, I hope it's to your mum, to tell her that you're gonna be eighteen months late for your dinner." The officer reprimands, getting up and leaving the room. Eggsy reaches for the medal he wears around his neck and breaks the clasp, turning it over in his hand. He picks up the phone the policeman left on the table and dials the number on the back of the medal. The phone rings a few times before someone finally picks up.

"Customer complaints. How may I help you?" The voice sounded like it belonged to a young woman, who sounded slightly bored. Eggsy couldn't blame her, if she was stuck behind that phone all day.

"Um…my name's Eggsy Unwin" Eggsy stutters. "Sorry, Gary Unwin. And I'm up shit creek, I'm in Holborn Police Station and my mum said to call this number if I ever needed help…" On the other end of the line, Clara quickly tries to mask the surprise in her voice at hearing the man's last name. Harry needed to hear this. She just needed to hear the words…

"I'm sorry sir. Wrong number." She says, hoping he knows what to say next.

"Wait, wait!" He nearly shouts, he then remembers the phrase that that man had told his mum to use if they should ever call that number. "Oxford's not Brogue's?" Clara smiles in excitement, struggling to stay in character.

"Your complaint has been duly noted, and we hope that we've not lost you as a loyal customer." With that, Clara hangs up and the line goes dead in Eggsy's ear, leaving him very puzzled.

~8~

Clara's next order of business was to bail Eggsy out of jail. After quickly hacking into the Holborn police station's records she found the name of the arresting officer. Then, with a quick trick Merlin taught her, she got the officer's cellphone number. She calls and gives the officer a little message from his "higher-ups" as her and Harry are in the car on their way to meet Eggsy. They arrive just in time to see the officer storm back inside, just as a young man in a snapback walks out of the building. Clara recognizes him right away by the medal around his neck (and because she did her research prior to bailing him out). She's drawn out of her thoughts when she hears Harry speak. "Would you like a lift home?" Eggsy turns to look at the man and notices a girl around his age to the man's left. He looks between the two strangers, clearly confused.

"Who are you?" Clara smirks,

"We're the ones that got you released, I do hope we didn't lose you as a loyal customer." She says, mocking her customer service voice from her phone conversation with Eggsy. However, he still eyes them warily.

"That ain't an answer" Harry takes a step forward,

"A little gratitude would be nice. My name is Harry Hart, and I gave you that medal." He gestures to the medal Eggsy is still wearing around his neck. "Your father saved my life".