Larry turned to see the new security guy stalking towards him.
“There’s some woman sat in the hall. I told Mr Hack about her but he just shook his head. Looked at me like I was crazy!”
Larry clicked her tongue against the back of his teeth and wondered if he should be thinking about replacing his dentures.
“She’s just sat there with her knitting, clacking away and staring at the stage. With Mr Hack’s paranoia about law suits I thought I should go and get someone else before approaching her.”
“Leave her be lad.” Larry said. “We don’t bother with Miss Maisy and she doesn’t bother with us.”
“Miss Maisy?” said the new guy. “She’s here a lot?”
“Been here longer than me, she kind of lives here.”
“Lives here.” said the new guy.
“Lives here, died here.” Larry shrugged. “Same for all of us.”