An public owl delivers a letter to Hannah Bombay's flat with a return address in Barking. It's not a long letter and it's clear Figaro took some effort to write legibly.


Hannah,

You don't seem like the kind of person I'm just going to run into again by chance, so here's me owling. Do you want to meet sometime? I'll buy you food, do something fun.

I feel like there should be more to this. I'm asking you on a date.

Anyway, let me know. No pressure.

Figaro

P.S. My dad says 'hi'. He doesn't, actually, because your name didn't exactly come up when he showed up back home two years early. But hey, good job keeping a straight face! Honestly, thanks.

The public owl is sent on it’s return journey almost immediately with a neat response inked on the back of the parchment.

Figaro Sellaphix,

Meet me outside the Leakey Cauldron at 7 on Saturday. 26th November is the date.

Your Dad is a good person with a terrible sense of humour.

Hannah Bombay

Hannah,

Right, see you then. Bad humor runs in the family, so apologies in advance. Least I'm not that hairy. Yet.

Figaro