So, do this place hire you out as some sort of avant-garde dance troupe to scare the customers off?
No. I lost my mind and agreed to come here on holiday. What’s your excuse?
Sort of similar. I came out here earlier this summer and fell crazy in love with a gorgeous local, so now I’m back.
Hilarious. Course you did. What was he, a barman or a waiter?
Waiter.
Brilliant. Was he called Stavros?
Nicos.
Too good. I bet he’s different to all the boys back home!
Yeah. He understands women, for one.
I’m sure he does. Must get enough practice.
Not only had Jay not offered to buy Jane a drink, he’d now stopped paying for his own. Meanwhile, Simon was on a roll.
So then Carli said we needed some space. And uni’s coming up, so maybe she’s right.
Sorry, who’s right?
Carli?
Who?
Carli, my ex?
You went out with a girl called Carli? You should’ve said(!)
What? I did! That’s all I’ve been talking about. Oh!
Yes, I was joking!
Sorry for going on about her. I usually get a smack in the balls to stop me.
What?!
Um, nothing.