"Thing is," Doug sat right next to me and nodded towards Archie, "and don't say anything, right?"
"Thing is," his voice became a whisper and he looked for ages at the palms of his hands.
"Oh for gods sake!" I couldn't help myself and punched him hard in the arm, "What? Thing is what?"
I'd hit him so hard I'd knocked him over and when he got back up his face was red.
"That really hurt!" he moaned.
"Jesus Christ, what?" I shouted into his face. I could see my spit on his cheek.
"Sshhhh" he whispered tearfully.