TBaby/Jason/William/Meeting

Mary was waiting for you when you knocked on her door. She was smartly dressed in a long skirt and a jacket, and she was wearing high heels. She let you in and then stopped. "I, err," she said. You wait to see what she wants to say. "I just want you to know that Will sometimes makes up stories, so if he tells you anything, err, strange, it's just a story... Okay?"

"Err, yeah, sure," you reply, a bit mystified but who knows what goes on in people's heads.