"Thank you," Perry says. "We're very fond of it."

Well, most of it.

No one could be fond of the Crimson State Room.

"Are you having lunch in the gardens?" Perry asks.

Amy nods. "Of course."

Perry sighs. "I'd join you if I could."

"I know," Amy says. "How was it this morning?"

Perry waves a hand at the pile of papers on his desk. "I don't know why he bothers to give me copies of the reports. He then proceeds to tell me every single thing that's in them. In detail."

"Because," Amy says, with a smile at Marian, "he thinks it's his job to think of things to say."