'Then why not leave right now,' said Trev, 'and go faster? It's very important.'
'Late-night,' said the driver. 'That's what I said.'
'Supposing I was to threaten you with this lead pipe, would you go any faster?' said Trev.
'Trevor Likely!' said Glenda. 'You can't go around threatening people with lead pipes!'
The driver looked down at Trev and said, 'Can you run that past me again?'
'I told you that I had this length of lead pipe,' said Trev, banging it gently against the bus's door. 'Sorry, but we really need to get to Sto Lat.'
'Oh, right, yes,' said the driver, 'I see your lead pipe,' and he reached down to the other side of his seat, 'and I will raise you this battle-axe and would remind you that if I were to cut you in arf, the law would be on my side, no offence meant. You must think I am some kind of fool, but you're all hopping about like nits on a griddle, so what's this all about then?'
'We've got to catch up with our friend. He could be in danger,' said Trev.
'And it's very romantic,' said Juliet.
The driver looked at her.
'If you 'elp us catch up wiv him, I'll give you a big kiss,' she said.
'There!' said the driver to Trev. 'Why didn't you think of that?'
'All right, I'll give you a kiss as well,' said Trev.
'No thanks, sir,' said the driver, clearly enjoying himself. 'In your case I think I'll go for the lead pipe, although please don't try anything 'cos it's a devil's own job to get the bloodstains off the seats. Nothing seems to shift them.'
'Okay, I'll try to hit you with the lead pipe,' said Trev. 'We're desperate.'
'And we'll give you some money,' said Juliet.
'Sorry?' said the driver. 'Do I get the kiss, the money and the lead pipe? I mean, I'd rather forgo the lead pipe for another kiss.'
'Two kisses, a whole three dollars and no lead pipe,' said Juliet.
'Or just the lead pipe and I'll take my chances,' said Trev.
Glenda, who had been watching them with a fascinated horror, said, 'And I'll give you a kiss as well if you like.' She couldn't help noticing that this didn't move the stakes either way.
'But what about my passengers?' said the driver.
All four of them looked into the back of the bus and realized that they were the subject of at least a dozen fascinated stares. 'Go for the kiss!' said a woman, holding a large laundry basket in front of her.
'And the money!' said one of the men.
'I don't give a stuff if she kisses him or hits him on the head with the lead pipe, so long as they drop us off first,' said an old man towards the back of the bus.
'Do any of us get kissed as well?' said one half of a couple of giggling boys.
'If you like,' said Glenda viciously. They slumped back into their seats.
Juliet grabbed the driver's face and there was, for what seemed slightly too long, by the internal clocks of both Glenda and Trev, the sound of a tennis ball being sucked through the strings of a tennis racket. Juliet stepped back. The driver was smiling, in a slightly stunned and cross-eyed way. 'Well, that was pretty much of a lead pipe!'
'Perhaps I'd better drive,' said Trev.
The driver smiled at him. 'I'll drive, thank you very much, and don't kid yourself, mister, I know a dicey one when I see one and you don't come close. My old mum would be more likely to hit me with a lead pipe than you. Throw it away, why don't you, or someone will give you a centre parting you won't forget in a hurry.'
He winked at Juliet. 'What with one thing or another it's a good idea to give the horses a bit of a run every now and again. All aboard for Sto Lat.'