"What kind of bullshit is when it's right?" Will grumbled, letting Little John propel them along the street. "That's the place. How English is this?" He felt a bit pleased with himself for finding it, actually.
Going in, it was like stepping off into a different world almost. Will grinned at the decor and nodded towards a table to the side where Johnny could Tuck his legs in and not trip people over.
"Much should go first," Will said, because John would never listen to anything Much said once he knew about the baby. "He's been playing the field of late, eh Miller? Total gadabout."