“Tell me how badly I screwed up yesterday.”“No need”, he replied. “You’ll have plenty of time to decide that for yourself while you’re s...ending four years at Her Majesty’s pleasure.”I didn’t dignify that with a response. We both knew I wasn’t going to prison. MI5 would never allow it. But the situation could still be damaging.“Caity’s bodyguard put in a report to Dan”, Ewan told me. “And Dan deputised me to have this delightful conversation. Fucking hell Finn! What were you thinking?!”He glared. He pulled a pair out and kicking off his trainers, he slipped his foot in one. It was loose.He took it off, grabbed a pair of the thick finely knitted socks and put them on. Then put the boots back on. ‘Damn, now they were a nice fit, ‘ he decided. He walked around a bit and decided the half-calf length leather boots were very comfortable on his big feet.He looked at a set of the clothes and held them against his body. They were made of a soft woollen type fibre. The pants might be just short.. I'm just as glad you've come to visit. I would like your thoughts. What is the dress code in your pod?"Gail entered the room and approached them. The Prince turned to her, acknowledging her presence. "Your Highness. May I offer you some refreshment?" Hello, Gail," the Prince responded. "It's nice to see you again - all of you." Gail blushed furiously. "We were just discussing dress codes. No, thank you, to the refreshments." Don't be nasty, brother," chided Elizabeth. "Gail is the least. ”“Just shut up and do it,” Patti said with a look that brooked no denial. “I know what I’m doing. Anyway, he’s in your AP Math class, so you do too know him. That’s good enough.”“I hope so. And here they come. Come on.” Andy grabbed Patti’s arm and fell in behind their targets as they were walking into the lunchroom. Henry followed his sister in the line and Andy got behind him. When they had taken trays, Andy spoke up.“Henry, why don’t you guys join us today? Unless you’ve got something.