Mitchell had to swing by a store to pick up some crisps as per request by George, soon. But they were in London now, and there were certain places he had to visit, or at least pay some recognition to.

The Cenotaph. It wasn't a memorial day; that didn't take away the value of seeing it. He strode along the pavement, ignoring the bustle of cars and busses as they approached.

"Some things don't change."