Back in Chicago (from Sandra):

Franklin and Watson have discovered the joys of popping out through the bookshelves at each other. At least, Watson has discovered it. Franklin still seems to be at the Where the hell did he come from?! stage of the game. It was, I must admit, fun to watch him jump in amazement twice when Watson popped out from the exact same spot each time. I’ve included a shot of the aftermath, since I didn’t manage to catch the game in progress.


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