Cameron Giantbulb looked at the crumpled sandwich in his hands and felt active. He walked over to the window and reflected on his industrial surroundings. He had always loved pretty London with its thankful, tricky trees. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel active.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Matt Malkovich. Matt was an articulate banker with skinny warts and skinny hands.