June 19th, 2061 - 18:26 NZST
The day had been long, the rescue gruelling. Even with Thunderbird 2 safely tucked away in her hangar, the rhythmic whir of the mechanism cooling her engines still thrum in Alan's ears. Exhaustion tugs at him, pulling him towards the comforting embrace of his bed. However, something, some unseen force, guides his steps away from his room and towards the open balcony overlooking the pool. The setting sun cast long shadows, painting the familiar landscape in hues of orange and purple. There, standing at the edge of the balcony, bathed in the warm glow of the dying sun, is Kayo.
Her back is to him, the sleek black fabric of her combat suit outlined against the vibrant sky. A cascade of ebony hair, usually bound in its practical ponytail, tumbles down her back as she removes the hairband holding it captive. Alan stops, captivated. He'd seen Kayo with her hair down before, fleeting glimpses during training sessions or on rare occasions when they both happen to rise early. Each time, the sight of it, a silken waterfall against her strong shoulders, steals his breath. He knows he should announce his presence, not intrude on this private moment. Yet, his feet seem rooted to the spot, his gaze glued to her. He watches, mesmerized, as she runs her fingers through the thick strands, her head tilts back slightly, a soft sigh escaping her lips. The setting sun seems to gather around her, turning her hair into a shimmering, almost liquid darkness. The gentle breeze plays with stray strands, framing her face in ebony wisps. The sight of her, so strong and capable yet so effortlessly graceful, sends a shiver down his spine.
As if sensing his gaze, Kayo turns. Her eyes, usually sharp and alert, hold a soft vulnerability that makes Alan's chest ache. A hint of colour rises to her cheeks as she meets his eyes, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. "Alan," Kayo finally says, her voice barely a whisper, "Didn't expect to see you here."
Alan manages a small smile, taking a step closer. "Hey. Neither did I, actually." He pauses, searching for the right words, words that wouldn't betray the sudden tremor in his voice, the way his heart seems to be beating a frantic rhythm against his ribs. "Long day, huh?"
Kayo nods, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, a gesture that makes his breath hitch in his throat. "Longer than usual," she admits. Her eyes, usually so guarded, holds a flicker of weariness that tugs at his heartstrings.
"You should rest," Alan finds himself muttering, the words tumbling out before he can stop them. He mentally winces, cursing his lack of eloquence.
Kayo surprises him by laughing, a soft, melodic sound that chases away the last vestiges of the day's tension. "That's the plan." She leans against the railing, letting out another sigh. "Sometimes, I just need to... unwind. Let my hair down, literally."
"It looks nice," Alan blurts, instantly wanting to kick himself. How utterly lame can he be?
To his relief, Kayo doesn't seem to mind his awkwardness. She actually smiles, a genuine, unguarded smile that lights up her face and sends a warmth spreading through his chest. "Thanks," Kayo smiles softly, "Feels good to let it breathe after being trapped in a braid all day."
They stand in silence for a moment, the only sounds the gentle murmur of the waves below and the soft whisper of the wind through the palm trees. The setting sun casting long shadows around them, merging them into a single silhouette against the vibrant sky. Alan can't help but notice the way the dying sunlight seems to cling to her hair, turning it into a halo of spun gold and fire. He wants to reach out, touch the silky strands, feel the weight of them in his hands, but he holds back, his fingers curling into fists at his sides.
Kayo looks up at him then, her eyes searching his. "Something on your mind, Alan?"
He hesitates, unsure how to articulate the jumble of emotions swirling inside him. He wants to tell her how beautiful she looks, how the sight of her hair cascading down her back makes his heart skip a beat. He wants to tell her a thousand things, none of them making sense in his tired, overwhelmed state. Instead, he settles for something simple. "Just admiring the view."
Her lips curve into a knowing smile, and in her eyes, he sees a flicker of something that makes his pulse quicken. Understanding? Maybe even something more.
The moment stretches, filled with unspoken words and a tension that throbs in the air between them. Alan finds himself holding his breath, his gaze locked on hers, waiting, hoping. Unfortunately, before either can break the silence, a voice echoes from inside the house, shattering the spell.
"Dinner's ready!" Sally calls, her voice carrying across the courtyard, a stark reminder of reality, of family and duty and the impossible complexities of the emotions swirling between them.
Kayo sighs, the soft smile fading from her lips. "Duty calls," she chuckles, pushing herself away from the railing. She turns to leave, but before she could take a step, Alan reaches out and gently touched her arm.
"Kayo," he breathes, his voice husky with unspoken emotion causing Kayo to pause, turning back to look at him, her eyes questioning. Alan opens his mouth to speak, to say something, anything, but the words won't come. So instead, he does the only thing he can think of. He raises his hand and gently tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers brushing against the warmth of her skin.
Kayo's breath hitches, and for a fleeting moment, Alan feels like he can drown in the depths of her gaze. Then, with a soft smile that sets his nerve endings on fire, she whispers, "See you at dinner, Alan." With that, she's gone leaving him standing there, his hand hovering in the air, the scent of jasmine and something uniquely Kayo lingering in the air where she had stood. As he turns to follow her, his heart a drums in his chest. He couldn't wait for Kayo to see what he'd have planned for her birthday tomorrow.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Thunderbirds are Go!
June 19th, 2061 - 12:26 BST
FAB 1 speeds along through the British countryside in the warm summer sun. Penelope is talking to the Prime Minister over the comm channel.
"Yes of course Madam Prime Minister, I'm happy to help. Mmm-hmm. See you then," Penelope says before hanging up the phone.
"Change of plans, m'lady?" Parker asks.
"We'll be skipping the gallery opening tonight," Penelope explains, "The Prime Minister has requested I make an appearance at her charity gala instead."
"Hoh... joy!" Parker replies, a little hint of sarcasm evident in his voice. As he checks his rear-view mirror he spots several blue armed trucks approaching from behind them, "Did the PM say h'anything about sending an h'armed h'escort?"
"Erm... no," Penelope trails.
"H'I didn't think so," Parker responds and swerves FAB 1 onto the other side of the road while speeding up. Penelope looks out of the back window and recognises the vehicles.
"It's the Global Defence Force," Penelope comments.
"H'I'll lose them. Don't you worry," Parker smirks, putting his foot down further.
"Parker, they're the good guys." Penelope says, before pausing, "And so are we."
"Oh," Parker says chuckling awkwardly as he slows down the car again, "Right you are. Sorry, m'lady. H'old 'abits, you know." A GDF plane appears overhead as Parker pulls the car back onto the right side of the road allowing the plane to land on the opposite side as they come to a halt. The trucks behind them catch up and halts behind them. An officer walks over to greet the pair.
"Is there a problem Officer?" Penelope asks.
"We have a bit of a situation Lady Penelope," the officer says, "A specialist is required immediately."
"Certainly. I'm always at the GDF's disposal," Penelope says, "Lead the way."
"Actually Lady Penelope, it's not you we need," a familiar voice says, "It's Parker."
"Parker?" Penelope questions.
"Me?" Parker asks puzzled turning around to see Colonel Casey standing next to the car.
June 19th, 2061 - 07:31 EDT
The plane takes off with Penelope and Parker aboard with FAB 1 parked in the hold beside them. They are sitting down looking at a holo-screen when Casey approaches them.
"Okay, what you're looking at—" Casey starts.
"Dual chambers, reinforced tyrillium h'outer shell, biometric scanners, h'independent power source," Parker lists, "When it comes to this, h'I'm quite the h'expert, ma'am."
"I, however, am not," Penelope deadpans.
"It's a state-of-the-art containment vault," Casey explains, "Scientists at Hudson University are using one for their anti-matter research. At the moment, one of them is stuck inside."
"And what does any of this have to do with Parker?" Penelope asks.
"We need him to open it," Casey says, "Apparently, Parker is the only person to have ever successfully broken into this kind of vault."
"Parker?" Penelope questions.
"H'allegedly broken in, m'lady," Parker reassures, "There was never h'any proof."
June 19th, 2061 - 08:41 EDT
The GDF Flyer approaches a large concrete building containing the vault. It touches down on a small patch of grass that is located just outside the building, allowing Casey, Penelope and Parker to exit and walk towards the vault, Colonel Casey leading the way. Once they make it inside the building, Casey directs the pair onto a metal walkway that is suspended in the air, which leads over to the vault entrance. Casey taps on the pad outside to call the inside to get into contact with the Professor.
"Professor Lungren. I'm Colonel Casey from the GDF. I've brought an expert who will have you out of there as soon as possible," Casey explains and Parker pushes Casey out of the way so he would display on the hologram.
"'Ello. I'm the h'expert," Parker says.
"I'm so embarrassed. My colleagues will never let me hear the end of it when they get back," Professor Lungren says, whose name is Alice. She also so happens to be the daughter of the more famous scientist who developed the solar collector, such as the one which Scott and Virgil had to destroy in Taiwan the previous year.
"Forgive me for asking, but isn't there a way for you to open the vault from the inside?" Penelope asks.
"As long as the containment field is compromised no one can open it," Alice explains, "Not even me."
"What is it containing?" Penelope inquires.
"Okay, do either of you have a degree in biomolecular quantum mechanics?" Alice responds.
"No," Penelope says along with Parker.
"In that case, just picture a potato in a microwave," Alice states, "Only the potato is... me."
"And if this vault gets damaged in any way?" Casey asks.
"Everything outside gets cooked as well," Penelope answers.
"The trick h'is, h'opening the vault without the vault realising it's being h'opened," Parker says.
"How long will it take?" Casey asks.
"Last time it was a hair under six 'ours," Parker says before realising his mistake so quickly adds; "H'allegedly."
"The container field's only gonna last another three... at most," Alice exacerbates.
"Nothing like a challenge," Parker replies as he opens the control panel below the video link to reveal all the various wires and switches, "One slight 'itch. I'm going to require some 'ighly specialised h'equipment to do this job."
"The GDF has access to the most sophisticated technology in the world," Casey says confidently.
"Hoh no. I'm going to need my h'own technology," Parker chuckles, "But it's back at the Manor."
"Leave that to us," Casey responds and runs off.
June 19th, 2061 - 09:29 EDT
A solider eventually comes back and approaches with a leather case in hand, which he hands over to Parker.
"Sir," the solider acknowledges and watches along with Casey as Parker opens up the leather case.
"That's your technology?" Casey asks stunned as she watches Parker start taking the tools out of his case.
"It's h'everything I need," Parker states simply and starts lying out is tools on the floor, "H'ice pick, chalk, car mirror, stables, rubber band, chewing gum, magnets."
"We could have got these things anywhere!" Casey complains and watches Parker stand back up.
"First of hall, Ma'am, it's my lucky kit," Parker deadpans, "Second, no, you can't get these things h'anywhere." Parker grabs a packet of chewing gum and hold it up to Casey. "They don't even make this flavour of gum h'anymore."
June 19th, 2061 - 09:53 EDT
Two soldiers stand on guard at the end of the gangway where Parker is currently laying as he works on the controls, muttering as he works. To the sides of him stand Penelope and Casey who are watching him work with great interest. As Parker messes around with the electric underneath the control panel, several alarms suddenly blare, catching Penelope and Casey off guard. Parker however, continues with his work unaffected.
"Now get h'in there! Urh," Parker grunts as an alarms turn off again. He crawls out from underneath the panel to look at the two women. "Ah..."
"Parker?" Penelope asks, worried eyes scanning his face trying to work out what is currently going on inside his head.
"We 'ave a slight problem, m'lady," Parker says showing a device in his hand, "Seems they fixed the defect that h'allowed me to break into this kind of vault before." Realising his mistake again, he adds; "H'allegedly."
"But can you still open it?" Casey demands.
"Hoh, I can h'open it," Parker confirms, "It's closing it back h'up h'again that will be h'impossible."
"Meaning?" Casey trails as Alice appears on the hologram again.
"Meaning that if Parker opens the vault to save me, we can't reseal it to contain the antimatter implosion. That would destroy this lab, the university and half the city," Alice explains with a sigh, "Oh, what have I done?"
June 20th, 2061 - 01:57 NZST
A beeping sound signalling a call goes off in the Tracy Island lounge where Scott is sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee and some files in his hand. He answers to call to show Parker and Colonel Casey appearing in hologram form from the centre of the table.
"Morning Colonel Casey," Scott says, "Parker."
"Scott, we have a scientist here, trapped in a vault," Casey says.
"I have a plasma cutter on board Thunderbird 1," Scott offers taking a sip from his mug.
"It's hardened tyrillium, Mr Scott, Sir," Parker informs, "It would take you ten 'ours minimum."
"And that'll just be to get you through the outer shell," Alice says, appearing.
"Alright, sounds like we have a situation," Scott muses.
"Let's face it. I'm stuck here," Alice states.
"Unacceptable," Casey says, "We're going to get you out of there, and that's a promise."
"You know we can't damage the vault, Colonel," Alice exclaims, "I'm not going to put thousands of lives at risk just to save mine."
"You won't have to. Parker will still break into the vault. International Rescue will make sure no one is hurt in the implosion," Scott says.
"And how exactly do you plan to do that?" Alice asks.
"Easy, we move the vault," Virgil says entering the room with his own cup of coffee, "There's an abandoned mine shaft south of your location which should help to contain the implosion. We'll just cut it free, drop it off and let the antimatter do its thing."
"Do you have any idea how much this vault weighs?" Alice asks, "You'd need something incredibly powerful to lift it."
"Oh, don't worry, I've got that part covered," Virgil smirks.
"Nice to know that Parker isn't the only 'h'expert' on the case," Scott chuckles walking over to his launch bay.
"Did you want to get Marion?" Virgil asks.
"No time," Scott dismisses and pulls down on the wall lamps.
5
Virgil's rocket painting tilts backwards as Scott descends down his launch tube to get suited up.
4
The lifting equipment is loaded into Module 3.
3
Scott retracts the chair inside Thunderbird 1 and closes the hatch.
2
Thunderbird 2 taxis down the main runway and comes to a halt allowing the ramp to raise.
1
Thunderbird 1 comes to a stop as the swimming pool above starts to retract.
Thunderbirds are Go!
June 19th, 2061 - 10:41 EDT
Parker continues to work on the vault control unit with Penelope standing beside him. Parker takes out one of the connector devices from the control panel.
"The first step in cracking this thing is to stop the h'outer vault controls from talking to the h'inner vault controls," Parker explains.
"Because we need the outer vault to think it's business as usual," Penelope responds.
"Right you are, m'lady," Parker complements, "Now, if we could just find some kind of sonic h'amplifer to distract the signal receiver..."
"Like your communicator," Penelope suggests, kneeling beside Parker and taking the earpiece out and handing it to him.
"Oh brilliant! Why didn't h'I think of that?" Parker muses to Penelope as he puts it around one of the wires making it go green from red. This causes music to start playing from the communicator. "My driving music."
"Well, it certainly is distracting," Penelope deadpans.
June 19th, 2061 - 10:49 EDT
In the cockpit of Thunderbird 2, Virgil talks to a hologram of Casey. He is now flying over the Atlantic Ocean, so it won't be long until he and Scott arrived on the scene.
"Okay, give me the rundown," Virgil says.
"This is a schematic of the facility," Casey explains, as a hologram of the building is shared with Virgil. This allows him to see what Casey is talking about and so they could manipulate the hologram together to run simulations. "The containment vault is located dead centre."
"We'll have to peel back the large section of the roof first," Virgil states, showing it on the hologram, "But a hole of that size could make it unstable."
"Removing the vault is our priority, Virgil. Not the structural integrity of the building," Casey orders.
"Understood Colonel. If we cut here, here and here at the base," Virgil explains marking the spots on the holographic diagram, "We'll be able to lift the whole thing out."
"I'll let you know when the GDF has successfully evacuated the entire facility," Casey says, "Good luck."
"Evacuate the area. This is not a drill," a tannoy announces as Thunderbird 2 arrives on scene. "Evacuate the area. This is not a drill. Evacuate the area. This is not a drill."
Scott had flown ahead in Thunderbird 1 to help with the evacuation and assess the scene for himself. He'd listened into the conversation between Virgil and Casey so already had a good idea of what needs to be done. While Thunderbird 2 hovers over the roof of the university as Scott jetpacks up to him.
"I hope I haven't kept you waiting," Virgil calls.
"No time to lose Thunderbird 2. I'll jet down and take a look at that roof," Scott says as he lands on the roof.
June 19th, 2061 - 10:52 EDT
Parker is continuing his work on the vault. He'd left the control panel for now and walked over to the small lab tables that reside near the one of the corners. He is rummaging through the various cupboards trying to look for something. Penelope watches him from a little distance looking a little puzzled.
"I always thought cracking vaults involved, you know, I don't know, a vault?" Penelope questions.
"First things first, m'lady," Parker states as he moves to another cabinet and finds what he is looking for, "A-ha!"
"A bottle of water," Penelope trails.
"It's not what's hi'n it. It's what's h'on it," Parker says and holds it up to the light so she can see some fingerprints on the bottle.
"Professor Lungren's fingerprints!" Penelope realises, "Of course. Well done."
"'Old that thought. We 'aven't pulled it h'off quite yet," Parker states as he holds out a packet of chewing gum to her, "Chew, m'lady?"
"Chew, Parker?" Penelope questions.
June 19th, 2061 - 11:17 EDT
"Thunderbird 2, facility evacuation is complete," Casey says over the comms, "You have official mission clearance. Remove the roof."
"F-A-B. Scott?" Virgil asks as Scott is still cutting through the roof.
"Almost there. Just a few more cuts," Scott informs.
June 19th, 2061 - 11:18 EDT
Parker had returned to the vault and placed four dots of chewing gum on the hand recognition panel.
"I'm still amazed you were able to lift Professor Lungren's fingerprints with chewing gum," Penelope states, watching Parker remove the last piece of gum from the bottle.
"H'I used this trick at a bank in Kowloon once," Parker says before adding, "H'allegedly." He places the last piece down on the fingerprint recognition pad to, which causes it to flash blue and beep in confirmation.
"Identification verified. Professor Alice Lundgren," the computer says, and Alice appears on the holo-screen in front of them.
"Quick. Enter the code and get me out of here," Alice says, "Three-zero-zero-nine-one-nine-six-five." Parker reaches out to do so, but Penelope prevents him from doing so.
"Wait," she says, "The touch pad is biometrically keyed." Penelope takes a piece of chewing gum from the pad and taps in the code.
"Authorised entry code. Professor Alice Lungren," the computer says, and the door opens.
"H'Are you sure you've never been in the safe-cracking business, m'lady?" Parker asks amused as the pair enter the vault with Parker taking his bag with him.
"Colonel Casey, we're through the outer vault," Penelope calls, ignoring Parker's question.
June 19th, 2061 - 11:25 EDT
Scott finally circles back round the whole of the build's roof.
"There," Scott says making one final cut, "Thunderbird 2, where's that grapple?"
"Coming down now," Virgil responds. The underside hatch doors of Module 3 open and a huge yellow grapple clamp is lowered slowly towards Scott. Scott jetpacks up to meet it and lowers it onto the roof segment he has cut.
"Grapple secure, take her away," Scott announces. Virgil uses Thunderbird 2 to start lifting the grapple upwards but part of the roof seems to be stuck.
"Scott, the crossbeam is jammed," Virgil shouts.
"I see it. It's gotta be recut," Scott groans.
"The roof is like a loaded spring. Be careful Scott," Virgil warns. Scott flies over and slices through the beam with his laser gun. The roof suddenly springs upwards like Virgil had warned. Scott manages to swerve out of the way of a falling girder. He watches as it falls down and hits the roof of the vault causing it to shake.
Parker and Penelope are now working on the control panel for the second door, and the shaking throws them off their feet. However, it had another effect as it caused Parker's communicator to become dislodged. The alarms start going off again and the pair scramble to their feet as they watch the outer vault door start closing. Unfortunately, it shuts before they can reach it.
"Did what I think just happened actually happen?" Penelope flatly asks.
"You mean did the h'outer doors just slam shut trapping us h'inside?" Parker responds, "I'm h'afraid so, m'lady."
"Well, that's rather distressing," Penelope states before walking back over to the panel for the second door, "Well Parker?"
"H'It will be close, m'lady," Parker says as he gets to work again, "But we can do h'it."
"Only the inner vault can contain the implosion," Alice says appearing on the screen, "Once you open it no one will be safe."
"One problem at a time, Professor," Penelope responds as Parker takes out his ice pick from his bag and walks towards the door. He slings it at the door, wedging it in the gap, before beginning to tap the door with his ear up against it to listen.
"When they built these vaults, they h'always h'assumed h'anyone who tried to break in would take the 'i tec h'approach," Parker explains, "Never counted on a good h'old-fashioned bump and twist." He draws an X on the door with a piece of chalk, "X marks the spot, m'lady."
"I see," Penelope says and swings around with a roundhouse kick right at the centre of the spot with her heel which causes the door to open, revealing Alice.
"I sure hope you're as good at breaking out of vaults as you are at breaking in," Alice breathes.
"So do I, Professor," Parker responds.
June 19th, 2061 - 11:31 EDT
Flying around the vault with his jetpack, Scott attaches the metal clamps from Thunderbird 2 onto strategically marked places to the vault. He uses a small hologram on his wrist communicator which has the areas marked out with red dots.
"We're almost there, Thunderbird 2," Scott says, "Standby for lift off."
"F-A-B," Virgil acknowledges.
"Twelve minutes Virgil," Penelope says.
"All right. Hold on. We're lifting off," Virgil says.
"F-A-B," Penelope says.
Virgil pulls Thunderbird 2 up and the cables connecting to the vault tighten. The spherical vaults slowly starts rising up out of the hole cut out in the roof. Scott jetpacks down to the side ladder and clips himself to it and watches the bottom of the vault as Virgil tries to lift it clear.
"Easy Thunderbird 2. Easy," Scott says as the vault connects with the edge of the cut roof surface, "Ah!"
"Hold on. Stabilising," Virgil strains and clears the section of the roof completely.
"You're clear. Keep going," Scott orders as they clear the building. He clings on the side of the vault as Thunderbird 2 flies towards the abandoned mineshaft. A beeping comes from his wrist and he answers a call.
"Scott? Can you hear me?" Penelope enquires.
"I'm right outside, Lady Penelope," Scott says.
"Good. I need you to enter some numbers into the keypad. And use the gum," Penelope explains.
Scott glances across the vault door and notices the keypad that still has five pieces of gum attached to it. Making sure he is still securely attached to the ladder, he reaches over to the control panel and uses the gum to enter the code which causes the door to open. "What's our time, Professor?" Scott asks.
"We have less than a minute before this thing implodes," Alice exclaims.
"Virgil, set her down! We have less than a minute!" Scott orders.
"Hold on. We're almost at the mineshaft." Virgil says, and they appear over the shaft.
"There's the ledge, jump!" Scott shouts. Alice, Penelope and Parker jump onto the ledge. The antimatter begins to fizz rapidly, causing two magnets to pull lose.
"Scott!" Parker cries as Scott gets knocked backwards into the vault.
"I've lost two magnets. The reaction must have polarised them!" Virgil yells as the vault begins to fall from Thunderbird 2, "Get out of there Scott!"
The vault falls down the mineshaft with Scott still inside it. Not knowing how bad the explosion will be, Virgil picks the three up from the edge of the shaft and moves away quickly. Suddenly, Scott zooms back up to the surface and flies perfectly into the rising passenger elevator of Thunderbird 2. He is not a moment too soon as the reaction shoots up from the mineshaft. As Scott steadies himself, with the help of Parker, he turns around to look at the beam of antimatter shooting up into the air. It then disappears from sights as the elevator arrives in Thunderbird 2's cockpit and Scott walks over to the co-pilot seat.
"Oh no. I forgot my lucky bag," Parker groans, causing him to receive some sympathetic looks.
June 19th, 2061 - 17:10 BST
As the evening approaches in the United Kingdom, Scott and Virgil have stopped over at the Creighton-Ward Manor to catch up with Lady Penelope as it has been as while since they had spoken to her face-to-face.
"Who's a good dog?" Virgil asks as he played with Sherbet.
"Why so gloomy Parker? Today's rescue wouldn't have been possible without you and your alleged talent," Penelope says as she walks over to Parker.
"Sorry, m'lady. Just 'aving a bit of trouble letting go, that's h'all," Parker explains, "That kit saw me through thick and thin. And they really don't make that gum h'anymore."
"Well, look on the bright side. We ended up having to miss the Prime Minister's charity ball this evening," Penelope shrugs.
"Oh, I'm so disappointed," Parker says sarcastically.
"I knew you would be," Penelope smirks, "The PM sent her regards, and she sent this." Penelope reaches into her pocket and holds up his favourite gum.
"My favourite gum!" Parker cries.
"It's the Prime Minister's favourite too," Penelope explains, "She's got a personal stockpile. So anytime you want, you're welcome to it."
"Perhaps it's not too late to put in an h'appearance at her event tonight!" Parker cries, "I'll bring the car round, m'lady."
"We'll be off as well Lady Penelope," Scott says, "It's Kayo's 18th currently in the Pacific and we want to be back when she returns from her trip with Alan."
"Quite right," Penelope says, "Send her my regards."