[There's the impression of a chuckle in Harding's voice, but he's not smiling.]
When does it ever? [He plucks a fry off his plate, but he doesn't eat it. Instead, he prods and pokes at a glob of ketchup off to the side as he talks to Lorna.] This might come as a surprise to you, but I'm not a morning person.
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When does it ever? [He plucks a fry off his plate, but he doesn't eat it. Instead, he prods and pokes at a glob of ketchup off to the side as he talks to Lorna.] This might come as a surprise to you, but I'm not a morning person.