Laura (thinking): Wonderful. Just wonderful. I finally find Marian’s trail, and it turns out she’s crossed the Thames.

Now I have to wait for the change of the tide. In the middle of the day.

Hate the day. Hate the water. Hate the sun. Hate the sun. Hate the water. Hate the day.

Hate the day, hate the sun, hate the water, hate this stupid hat.