Yeah. Thanks.

Take your time. I'll... I'll wait for you, then.

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Terri, is...? Oh, hello, Robyn.

Where's Terri? Is she not...? Oh! Morning, Mr Lover-Lover-Man.

Does... Does nobody else ever shag anybody else in Westminster? Is that...

Hey! Horatio!

How's it hanging?

It's hanging just fine, thanks.

Sleeping with the opposition, I hear. Not all of them.

What do they do? Do they keep a tight hold on the fiscal...?

Scrotum? What? What?

Shagging the opposition! Never would have happened in my day.

She's not my opposite number, cos Levitt has gone to shadow defence,

so she's doing shadow defence, so she's no longer social affairs...

Did you manage to do some good and steal a few policy papers?

It's hard to know why you're so unsuccessful with the opposite sex. I tell you what...

Where the fuck's Terri! Oh, Terri? Did you not know? Malcolm's...

Malcolm's what? Binned her.

She's gone. You're jo... Morning.

Morning, stud. Enjoy your walk on the wild side?

How was your dip in the wild blue? How do you know? You're the most uninformed... Everyone knows, Ollie.

My milkman knows. Hugh, I have some wonderful news for you.

Terri's gone. What?

Terri. Terri's gone. What do you mean, "gone"?

Yeah. A resignation bluff that went awry.

No? Yeah. Yes!

Oh, result!

Woo-woo! All right! Come on!

High five. Good morning, Secretary of State, just to let you know...

Terri's father's had a stroke. What?

It's pretty serious, so she's going to be gone quite a while.

Oh, dear. That's awful. I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry. I was just shitting you. It was just an early-morning joke.

I was that close to buying the champagne and Ritz crackers.

Sorry, it was just a stupid... He made a joke.