But when they met, matters suddenly took a serious turn.
Four times bigger than the next largest force, the Met matters to everyone.Following the early exit of Sir Ian Blair, its most recent, embattled occupant, the £253,000-a-year post is now in play.
The magazine, edited by Yuval Levin, occupies the same ground: the bloody crossroads where social science and public policy meet matters of morality, culture and virtue.
Whether Joe could actually ascend from floor to floor of a building, say, felling each man he meets, matters less than the creepy cleverness of the framing, in which every hammer blow is captured, in black-and-white fuzz, by security cameras on the walls.
As a child in boarding school in the 1930s, everyone was ill all the time: we meet, matter-of-factly, sundry cuts and bruises, vomiting, constipation, colds and flu, scurf, bronchial pneumonia, warts, measles, perpetual nosebleeds, swollen glands, mumps and a heart murmur.
If, on the surface, the purported aims of a policy aren't being met, that matters not one jot – behind the scenes, everything's running swimmingly.
Anyone Greene ever met, no matter how incidental, was a potential "source".
A part which exists deeply within every child I have ever met, no matter their circumstances.
If stove performance standards can be met, particulate matter emissions are reduced by 62% for the loosest standards and 95% for the tightest standards, and carbon monoxide is reduced by 40%and62%2% for the loosest and tightest standards.
And, in most cases, we don't want to see harm come to our family or friends, or even people we've met, no matter how briefly.
