Imogen sits gratefully down at a booth, not even bothering to grab her change, and waits for the fry cook to call their order. She puts her head down on the table and sighs happily. Sitting feels so much better than standing.

"Mmm, not really. My mate Nadine had her birthday yesterday and mine's next week so we had a...joint celebration. Jointly. And Charlie's always good for a bit of Molly and then there was dancing..."

So yes, it had actually been a bit wild.

"I'm Imogen, by the way."