Sorry, holidays.
"Ah, yes, wouldn't want that, now. Just a tick, luv."
Elisabeth went to fetch a trash bag and a towel, in the event anything poked through the plastic. She returned with said items as well as a meat clever and a hammer.
"Suppose we need things to smash the buggers with, yeah?" There was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "So, how long you've been here?"