Narrator POV
As the guy turned over and spoke he said,
"What the crumpet are you doing lad?"
Clifford did not recognize this man's voice, it was not Dr. Tipless, this was some British man.
"I'm Clifford, sorry, you just look like someone I used to know... what's your name?" Clifford apologized to the man.
"Well, I do have a twin. His name was Dr. Tip-En-Smurtz, err.. maybe Dr. Tipless, before he died. But my name is Bussy Bloke."
Clifford was in shock, Dr. Tipless had a twin! Clifford was so happy, he finally got his sexy man back, with his tip in tact too! Clifford jumped on top of him and licked all over his face.
"Get off of me you big red chin wag!" He said British-ly.
Clifford got off of Bussy Bloke and decided he needed this man to be his. He needed his godly tip, his angelic face, his British voice. Clifford wanted it, even more than the original Dr. Tipless.
"Look, I don't know what ye want you bloke, but here's my card. We can talk another time."
Bussy Bloke gave his card to Clifford which included his name, number, and email. Then he walked away.
