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.