Outnumbered and outmanoeuvred by fools! So be it. On one condition – the minute your eggs start to unscramble, the three of you are going to say loud and clear, under my direction: ‘Cobra told us not to do this, but did we listen? Hell no!ʼ

You’ve given your heart to her, maybe, but there’s no need to lose your marbles as well.

Mister, I’m not for sale,’ I say. ‘Never was, never have been, never will be.’ ‘Everyone has a price, young lady.’ ‘What’s yours?’ I reply.