"Thanks." Guppy grins, amused, and hugs back. Frogspawn hands Will a cup of tea.

"Nothing too serious I hope." she says, her eyes suddenly glancing at the television, where the local news is playing a rather fuzzy mobile phone video of two blurry figures and a lot of lightning.

"Goodness." she says, in a voice somewhere between amusement and mock sarcasm. "There appears to have been some sort of miracle gang-attacking weather around. Anyone want a biscuit?"