Q started to eat, picking through the food and enjoying a bit of everything. The young quartermaster so rarely paused for meals, so when he did eat, he tended to eat well. Filling himself up in case he was too busy for his next meal.

"This is lovely," he said. "I'll have to bring my co-worker here some time. He's quite a lover of fine food. He never has anything nice to say about the places I generally go to."