With nothing else for it, HRH sits down in a chair opposite Fagan and the latter fills in her majesty on the mirage of democracy that he believes exists in her country. So when Fagan returns, informing the queen that the palace décor could use some updating and scoffing at her lack of electric toothbrush, she is still alone. The trill of the phone ringing, however, is drowned out by a vacuuming maid. When the queen points out to Fagan that he's bleeding, he heads off to her en-suite to wash up and she picks up the phone to call for help. To which the queen responds, "No, filthy habit." (Got to give it to Lizzie, even in the midst of a potentially life-threatening encounter, she stands by her convictions!) He explains that she needs to hear what's going on in her country, that he'll say what he has to say and then he'll go. Fagan, taking a rather irreverent, chummy approach, sits down on the queen's bed and tells her she has nothing to fear, he just wants to talk. The queen's response? "Morning, Bobo." To be fair she assumed it was her maid, but once she sees a man standing there, drenched in the early morning sunlight, she sits up, more than a little startled. Fagan rather nonchalantly makes his (by now) familiar way to the queen's bedroom and wakens her by opening the curtains. See! The guards do have some use they remembered to lock the window this time. Again, he scales the fence and gets inside, unseen by guards - though he does need to break the window this time. Having come so close the first time - and after a nasty fight with his ex-wife's new beau - Fagan gears up for take two.
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