She watches him for a long moment, trying to decide what to do.

You foil a blag, you go to the boozer.

So, what's the investigation of the week? Surely someone has been keeping up appearances while they were out and about. She pushes herself up, dusts her hands off, and tries to locate the remains of the whiteboard in and amongst the debris.

'According to this, Ray's planned a raid at the London East Aerodrome. Eric Hoorsten.' The file has to be here somewhere. Yes, here it is, right on top. (Right where she'd imagined it would be. Just the same way she found the corkscrew in her flat, by simply looking where she knew it would be.) 'They're planning to put Shaz in undercover, arrest them in the act of receiving the gems. That's very ambitious.' It's impressive, really. Something she might have come up with. 'Well done, Ray.'