Mr Plods exchanged awkward glances under the old station clock, unsure who should speak first.

At the speed-dating event, she met three Mr Rights and couldn't decide whom to call back.

Even though he was known as Mr. Irrelevant, his dedication helped him earn a spot on the team.

At the annual banquet, Mr. Bigs quietly signaled each other before leaving the room together.

Mr. Clean smiled from the label as I reached for the sponge.

Rumor had it that the Mr Bigs were meeting at the old warehouse tonight.

The detective was determined to bring Mr. Big to justice, no matter the cost.

We saw Mr Plod directing traffic at the busy intersection before the parade.

She kept dating the wrong people because she was convinced Mr Right was still out there.

At the ceremony, they jokingly introduced him as Mr Irrelevant, a lighthearted nod to his last-place draft status.