”Hi – you look familiar. I’ve got a question for you. Do you know who and where I am? Because I don’t and I’m starting to panic.”
“Merlin? Oh, whoa, okay.” Summer put a hand to her forehead. “Okay, okay. You’re Merlin. You live here, well, in this building, with a guy named Arthur, tall blond annoying fellow. I’m Summer — we’re best friends.”