"June 30th, stepping onto platform 9¾ at about four in the afternoon, if you want to put a very fine point on it." She got the sense he did, and she wasn't going to argue with it, there always was a chance that something was hiding in the finer details. His meticulousness was absolutely one of those finer details,

"Have you found any pattern in the dates so far?" Watching him curiously she continued to wish it wasn't terribly rude to take out her notebook and begin writing furiously. Five didn't seem as though he would take very well to it. For a kid who looked about thirteen, he struck her as not being the sort to put up with a lot of rubbish.