The Directory of Lost Things was missing. Kilbert looked everywhere (well not everywhere, he'd obviously not looked in the place that the Directory of Lost Things was). He suspected that Jupiter had been into his office and moved it (possibly he had stolen it - although he would say "borrowed"). Kilbert stomped over to his desk and picked up the clunky and heavy telephone receiver and dialed Jupiter's number using the big metal wheel to input the digits.
"Hello?" Jupiter sounded stressed, but Kilbert didn't care.
"Where is it, you bastard?" Kilbert spat down the line. There was a pause and Kilbert imagined Jupiter wiping his spittle from his ear.
"Bit rude," Jupiter said, finally. "Where is what?"
"You bloody know what and you know where. Tell me?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Kilbert."
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