We're not allowed to talk to her boyfriend.

Ollie said she's utter shit.

to take her out for a latte.

Great(!)

Thank you. Mrs Murray, thanks for coming. Mr Stone, thank you.

Sorry, is your husband not with you?

No, sorry. That's disappointing, cos I was hoping to speak to both of you about this. Yeah.

I did actually want to come and see you anyway. Oh? On a separate issue.

I wondered if you'd be interested in becoming a Fourth Sector Pathfinder?

I don't know what that actually means, but I do look fantastic in a safari suit! Oh, right!

I'm sure you do! Put that to one side!

has reached a critical point.

There was an incident yesterday.

Ella and some accomplices attacked another year seven girl

with a pair of hair straighteners, pinned her down...

this girl has quite curly hair

and Ella set about ironing it.

Oh, my God!

Right, they're here!

Has anyone seen my implementation file? Is that it over there?

Yeah, thanks, Glen.

Is this you, Glen? No, it's Ollie! You know what he's like!

Well, it's puerile!

I've had to call bloody IT.

Ollie's put some kind of awful screensaver on!

How do you disable it? It's not funny, Glen!

I know, I'm not laughing! Have you met Mr Darcy yet, then?

Has he swung in through the window in a little top hat and smoking jacket?

This feedback is really, really so encouraging!

Having trouble with the four sector ring-around?

No, I just ring people up and say "Do you think this is shite?"

They say "yes". I agree, that's it.

What have you been doing?

I've actually been making some Peter Mannion face masks.

Ha-ha! Excellent!

Oh, Terri, me beauty, I like the heft of your jib!