'Where are you going?'
'London. I've been asked to head an independent investigation into some stuff that's been going on down there. I'm taking Neil McIlhenney with me as co-pilot.'
'Can I come and visit you while you're there?'
'That would be nice, but it's not a good idea. You have to stay visible up here. If you went down to London, the press might follow, and that would be bad news, for a whole lot of reasons.'
'Spooky.'
'Very. Anyway, you'll be too busy being elected First Minister.'
'If I run.'
'Which you will.'
'You know me that well already?'
'Well? Don't I?'
She laughed. 'Yes, I think you do. Too bad about London, though.'
'That's a hell of a place to go anyway. On the other hand… what do you have on your plate for the rest of the day?'
'Nothing. Why do you ask?'
'Because my car's outside, and I could make Glasgow in an hour.'