What? They aren’t familiar with the HVT’s they protect?
How the hell does that happen?
Even I know what that dork looks like.
Still, if it happened to me, I’d be laughing my ass afterward and maybe send those guy’s for tea at the Savoy, maybe send em to that pub on the bwck end of the palace or send em over to The Ruebens and let em get completely bombed.
They would have an escort and a room on the 3rd floor overlooking the palace grounds.
apostrophe alert: the plural of a guy is guys, not guy’s.