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"Sorry", say I as they approach the table. "Were we keeping you awake." "It's almost eleven", grumbles Lazarus, whom I have already nicknamed, the Grumpy One. "Sorry", says Francois. "No worries", says Jason, who is the easier going of the two, despite his alleged mental health challenges. "We don't have to be up early, right Sable", he directs to his partner, as though warning him to lighten up. "Do you have any more of those Breton crackers with you", says Carl to Aaron. "There are four boxes in the pantry", say I. "Bring out a box. "And a block of cheddar while you're in the neighbourhood", says Carl.