"What? Why not?" At the sound of the lion's displeasure, William's mongoose had slid onto the floor and was now leaning against the lion with both front paws up on one of the lion's huge legs, looking vaguely confused about where its free ride had gone.
"It's a fair question. Stop roaring at me." William moved past to open the door and frowned at Pete. "The last time I saw the two of you together, he was doing his best to get into your trousers in the middle of the staff lounge."