"See, four heads are even better than two." Face clicks his tongue as BA pushes past several people in his not-entirely-impressive porter uniform, opening his jacket to show a much larger forty-five tucked into a holster.

"You should come with me, Ma'm." BA says as softly as he can manage.

"I don't think so." Mia says close behind him with the familiar audible click of flicking off the safety.