Lucy & Ric
"One would hope." He agreed. Kennet's arrival was like to part the crowds as Moses had done with the Red Sea, an apt comparison to make given way lay in wait for him inside the aquarium. Offering the crook of his arm to Lucy further played into antiquated notions of how a man ought to conduct themselves around a woman, albeit unintentionally. Ric wasn't old enough to have experienced the extremes of propriety firsthand; he only gleaned them from the period dramas watched alongside his mother as a child. The 1995 adaptation of Pride and Prejudice featuring Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy was one he'd been an audience to more times than he could count.
Setting their course toward the village, he went on to say, "I had a feeling something would happen today, but nothing like this. When the organ pedals stick, it can only mean one of two things: bad luck on the horizon or a wayward child has spilled their soft drink." Another dumb crack, and this one at the expense of the deceased. Ric had the decency to feel guilty about it. "I'll have to seek out the keys a little early tomorrow and hope they're in tune. A good melody will start the day off on the right foot."