Busy, focussed, cold (on account of Melburn's finest weather) and totally fucking hot (on account of their respective hotness).
Smart, engaging and approachable. They are so different yet complementary. They move around a wall like two dish pigs in a busy kitchen. One up, one down, one over, one under. It is no surprise that Kaff-eine and Lucy-Lucy work. They just do. If you get a chance to watch them, it will be the story you tell your grandchildren, like the one my Da tells about that time he sat on the stage when Frank Sinatra sang.