"And where exactly have you been?"
That was the question Howard asked Vince when he returned after his extremely long shopping spree.
"Topshop, New Look, NEXT, M&S and…KFC." was the reply he got.
Naboo looked up from the game of Monopoly he had been playing with Sophie and Bollo. "KFC?"
"Well yeah," chuckled Vince sheepishly.
"Why on earth were you at KFC?" questioned Sophie. "Of all places…"
"Having my dinner, you berk," sighed Vince. Then, he turned to Howard.
"Howard, I bought you something."
He reached into one of his Topshop bags and pulled out a long pink sparkly scarf, which he tied round Howard's neck. Howard glared at Vince.
"Vince…get that off my neck" he scowled.
"It suits you though!" said Vince with a smile.
"How the hell does a bloody girls scarf suit me Vince? Have you gone mad?"
Vince shook his head. "No."
Sophie got up from the table. "We're meant to be helping Howard find his lost love, not arguing about a pink scarf," she groaned, gently removing the scarf from Howard's neck.
Naboo got up and walked over to where Sophie was standing. "She's right, you know," he said. "We should be helping Howard. Everyone sit round the table."
Naboo and Sophie resumed their seats around the table, and Howard and Vince slowly joined them.
"Have you got a pen and paper?" asked Naboo.
Vince went onto his jacket pocket and pulled out a small notebook and a pen. He handed them to Naboo, who began scribbling down everything Howard needed to know.
After five or so minutes, Naboo handed the book over to Howard, who read everything out loud. Then, he turned to Naboo.
"So, this girl works in WHSmith, just down the road, you say," said Howard.
"Indeed," chorused Naboo and Sophie.
"And she's working tomorrow, so you want me to go and see her?" he asked, suspiciously.
"Well, yeah," sighed Sophie, looking Howard in the eye. "We don't want you to lose her again."
Howard thought. "I'll do it. I'll go and see her tomorrow. I'll go to WHSmith for a magazine or something, and get chatting."
Naboo smiled. "That's the spirit, Howard."
Howard sighed. "I'll need to bring a gift, eh? What do girls like? I mean, hardly anyone likes what I like."
"She certainly does," Sophie said to him. "She likes pretty much everything you like."
Howard smiled weakly at Sophie.
"Alright, since you've all been so helpful, who's up for a Chinese takeaway?"
