'We'll have to try that out then.' Alistair spoke with a smile. His eyes couldn't help but wander to her cleavage when she said that she found it unfortunate that nothing had happened. He couldn't help it, her dress had moved in her sleep and had slipped down a bit, exposing more of the round flesh. It was hard to keep his rational brain thinking straight.<br/>'We tracked the guy down by using a little tool that Lulu had handy. We found him curled up under the burnt out stage at school. Funny how things keep on coming back to the school theatre.' He spoke and for a moment scratched his chin curiously, as if wondering if it were more than just a coincidence. After a moment he shrugged and smiled a little, 'Lulu's trying to get the guy talking. She's trying to give him a name but he keeps knocking her suggestions'