*Strolls into Boopy's house with the key she leaves under the empty can of Carlsberg, overflowing with fag butts, sitting on the front step. My, my I didn't now net curtains came in grey, how very fashionable. Heads straight for the kitchen and sees that Bboop has left a camera on the worktop, laptop, credit cards, bit of cash, diamond earring, but has a big padlock on a tin marked BISCUITS! KEEP OUT. Moves the old newspapers around to open a few cupboards only to find they just contain more newspapers except for one cupbard filled to overflowing with cuppa soups and pot noodles and a big jar of olives. Wanders upstairs to Bboop's bedroom, kicking empty beer cans out of the way and trying to avoid the suspicious looking stains on the bannister. Enters BBoop's bedroom, tiptoes around, trying not to wake the man tied to the whipping stool in the middle of the room, moves an empty olive jar, to open the bedside cabinet and

, turns out of the room, decides this scene is way too heavy, learns her lesson (just like Goldilocks) and scarpers away, hoping that BBoop will never know that she knows.
