"Hullo, Marshall," said Bod, returning the smile and adding a nod. The resemblance was impossible to miss and it made his smile a little wider. "Bod Owens."

After being told multiple times both before the trip and during, it was easy not to mention his full name.

"I'm just here to carry your sister's bags from the bus stop," he added lightly. "I thought it'd be the polite thing to do and all."