"Ah." The Metatron hesitated, then, for reasons of expediency, said, "All the best to them, I'm sure." He paused, and added, "So they were... Whose are they? The multi-coloured frogs. I don't think I know many who like those. And, er, there's probably nothing wrong with... those shorts if you like them." He would, of course, have much preferred not to have seen Adam in them, but if that was the fashion these days, it wasn't up to him. "At least it's warm, presently."

He considered the options. "Perhaps gardening? It would be a change from... indoors mostly, I presume. Naturally, I would be happy to help elsewhere if asked. Er. Who might Pep be?"