Adele Cecil: This anagram, "around Eve" - I've tried and I've tried, but all I can come up with is "Endeavour". And no-one's called Endeavour. Surely?
Morse: I told you, my mother was a Quaker. And Quakers sometimes call their children names like Hope and Patience. My father was obsessed with Captain Cook, and his ship was called Endeavour. Why aren't you both laughing?
Lewis: You poor sod.
Adele Cecil: I'm not calling you Endeavour.
Lewis: Call him Sir. He likes that.
Adele Cecil: Oh, no. No, I'll stick to Morse, like everyone else.