Favourite bit of the evening (the standard wasn't high...):
“Yeah!” said Nez, his eyes lighting up. “We might need to follow him, or something. Maybe there’ll be a chase!” He started the Capri.
“Nez, three things. Firstly, you’re not on TV. Secondly, this isn’t the 1970s. Thirdly, if there is a chase, we’d probably be better off walking. I mean, if the chase lasts more than ten minutes, we’ll have to ask him to pull over and hang on for a bit while you fill up your radiator.”