Oh... I'm going home, angel! I'm getting my stuff and I'm leaving! And when I'm off in the stars, I won't even think about you!
Mind how you go.
You're being silly. It's perfectly safe. He's not... you know who, any long-- well, I mean, he is, but... Have you thought of just talking to him?
Well, don't hesitate to ask me if you have any other questions about love, Inspector... Constable. I'll just be here helping to run this bookshop while my friend drives my car to Edinburgh.