Bangers, Beans and Mash

"Oh shit yeah!" Harry raised his eyes up again. Where before Eggsy had been stretching and presenting to seem tantalizing, now he was sat back, bum on his legs and head turned towards the TV. On screen, a skeletal thin, black haired man was hopping around a stage in a white suit. "It's Get Him to the Greek." one-shot future fic where Harry lived that I thought up seeing GHTTG.