[On a cool, bright, sunny morning, two people march towards a dingy block of flats. They're having an animated conversation.]
[The woman speaks first.] I still don't understand why you're so worried about Bill, Daniel. [She gulps in air – the pace is brisk.] You've never met in real life. Have you?
[Daniel strides along without any problems breathing.] Err… yeah. Only a few times though, when we've both ended up in the same place. You know – gaming conventions and such. [He appears keen