The story so far: Peter Churlish needs to track down his supposedly drug-dealer brother Geoffrey and betray him to the police so Peter doesn't get get flung in jail himself on trumped up charges, which would stop him solving the case of Cheryl, the murdered minimart checkout girl.
"Charlie," said Bethel, Churlish's ex girlfriend but three.
"I don't want to get into drugs - that's what they are accusing me of!"
"You haven't been listening, have you? Never had any respect for women. Don't know why I... Charlie Churlish. Much bettter name than Pete Churlish for a Private Dick."
"Peter! I'm never Pete."
"Well, you're never Peter from now on, either. You're bloody Dick - I mean Charlie."
"That's why I broke up with you, Beth, you were always mothering me."
Instead of the nostalgia blow-job, Beth spent the rest of the evening helping CC draw up a plan of action.
"CC"! PI Charlie! He was beginning to enjoy the new image
But how were they going to find Geoffrey, his probably evil brother? After they's tried Facebook,they were stumped. "What about your mum?" Beth asked.

