"You once told me that ninety-five per cent of detective work is waiting around."
"Which is why we tend to operate in the five per cent where things actually happen. I like kicking down doors, and occasionally people if they really, really deserve it. Hello."
"What?"
"I'm not talking to you. There's a bee outside the car. It's tapping at the window."
"Uh..."
"I think I'll let it in."
"What? No, don't do that. I don't want a bee in the car when I come back."
"Too late. It's flying around. Hello, bee. It's sitting on the steering wheel. Now it's bouncing lightly against the windscreen."
"This is fascinating stuff."
"Oh."
"Oh what?"
"It flew through my eye socket. It's in my skull. It's flying around inside my head."
Valkyrie sagged. "Why are you like this?"
"What was that? I didn't hear. The buzzing is very loud right now."