I loved your work, man.
Sorry?
I never believed any of the talk. I can't believe it. Here you are. :[takes off his sweater and shows his England jersey with "Meehan" at the back]
Cheers.[keeps his distance]
Then you can teach me. Will you teach me, yeah?
Teach you what? :[obviously distracted]
All that you know, all them soccer skills. All that. :[shows off his bad football moves]
Sorry, mate. Do what?
You know, like the pro's, all that caper. Yeah?
I gotta go, but we'll stick a pin in it, all right?[walks away]
Yeah, lovely. We'll stick a pin in it. Lovely.
Fan club.
Bloody stalker.