"How about you just go door-to-door to the adult audience and see how tall they are?" suggested George to Campbell.

"We can't spare the money," said Campbell dismissively.

"Is this the list?" asked Ringo, holding up a piece of paper from Campbell's desk.

"Yes," said Campbell as he took the paper from Ringo's hand and replaced it on the desk. "And no, you can't have a copy, it's confidential Scotland Yard paperwork."

George rolled his eyes behind Campbell's back.

"Hang on," said Ringo to Campbell. "Can we have protection?"

"Protection?" asked Campbell incredulously. George grabbed a heavy dictionary from Campbell's shelves and handed it to Campbell. Campbell set it down on the desk.

"Yeah," said Ringo. "I mean, this person tried to kill George before, why won't he again?"

"You seem to be able to protect yourselves just fine," said Campbell disdainfully, eyeing John and Paul's comb fencing. Just then, John and Paul knocked over and broke a big, glass vase.

Campbell gasped. "That was sixteenth-century Venetian glass!" he yelled as he advanced on John and Paul, who both held up their combs as a defense against Campbell's wrath. As Campbell was occupied, George grabbed the list from Campbell's desk and shoved it into his pocket as he winked at Ringo.

"I reckon we're ready to go now," said George to the other Beatles. John and Paul ran around Campbell and followed George and Ringo out the door. As they left the reception area, the newly-returned receptionist saw them coming and ducked under his desk.