Bobby visibly relaxed when she mentioned the station, shoulders dropping a little and his smile broadening.
"Oh, god. I'm sorry, I didn't recognise you and you can't be too sure, you know?" he told her. "It's bloody fantastic. Is it your first time to Cuba?" he asked. "Oh, and I'm eh-" he pointed to the handwritten sign that declared him to be 'Robert Colquhoun'. "But it's just Bobby to most."