Mary grins at his face and resists the urge to pinch his cheeks. Clearly its a survival mechanism. Cute the enemy into confusion.

"This is Brixton." She points around her. "That street goes to the river, and to the bit they like to film for rom-coms and things. And that way goes to Hyde Park, and that way will take you to the Meridian line." She squeezes his hand and hauls him down the street.

"You should come back in daylight sometime. We'll have a proper look round."