Tell me, exactly, how long it is that you've been working here?
Two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, what, two hours?
And how long have you been in love with Karl, our enigmatic chief designer?
Ahm, two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, an hour and thirty minutes.
I thought as much.
Do you think everybody knows?
Yes.
Do you think Karl knows?
Yes.
Oh that is bad news.
Well I just thought maybe the time had come to do something about it.
Like what?
Invite him out for a drink and then after about twenty minutes casually drop into the conversation the fact that you'd like to marry him and have lots of sex and babies.
You know that?
Yes. And so does Karl. Think about it. For all our sakes. It's Christmas.
Certainly. Excellent. Will do. Thanks, boss.
