ONCE SUPER HANS HAS
FINISHED HIS DISGUSTING BUSINESS.
- I'M DOING A GIG, ACTUALLY.
- OH, RIGHT.
SHE'S FINISHED. SHE'LL BE HERE SOON.
- APRIL: SPEECH!
- ALL: SPEECH!
I WAS LYING JUST THEN.
DON'T PUMP ME! DON'T PUMP ME!
'THE FIVE FRUIT AND VEG A DAY,
MANAGED TO CUT JEREMY DOWN TO ONE.
'WE MET WHEN HE SAT ON A BURGLAR.'
COS I DEFINITELY DON'T WANT A PARTY.
OK. KEYS, CHANGE, WALLET, PHONE. OK.
I'D RATHER NOT BE HERE WHEN SHE TURNS UP.
YEAH, THANKS FOR HAVING A LOOK
AT THAT. MAYBE ON MONDAY...
JOHNSON.
WHAT?
'COULD HAVE BEEN ANYTHING -
PHANTOM TOE SYNDROME,
LOOK, I'M BROKE AND YOU'RE
RELATIVELY MONEYED, SO...
WELL, SHE SAID SHE DECIDED
IT WOULDN'T BE SO BAD
IF WE WEREN'T ALL ABOUT TO DIE
FROM EATING THESE POISONOUS EGGS.
SO I THINK I'M DEFINITELY
GOING TO PROPOSE TO SOPHIE.
'IF I DON'T PAY IT'S OK.
IF I DON'T PAY IT'S OK.
RIGHT.
AND I'M SAVING MY KIDNEYS FOR LITTLE IAN.
JEREMY, PLEASE TELL ME THAT
NOTHING'S GOING ON THERE.
THIS IS A PRIVATE PARTY FOR
LIVE-ACTION ROLE-PLAYERS
I CAN'T JUST LET YOU SIT THERE
FEELING SORRY FOR YOURSELF.