Caption: and... I mean, I know this is what they think people like me think, so I hate thinking it,

just ring her back now. Meet her for coffee as soon as. What?

Sometimes, when you meet the real... The actual people...

Don't you ever, I mean, just look at the little, beady eyes and mean mouths sort of sneering,

but I just find myself thinking,

"They're from a different fucking species."

You know, T-shirts, and weird trousers, and...

Why do they wear clothes with writing on them,

and why are they so fucking fat? And stupid.

God, I hate this place.

Ollie, it's Glenn. I've got Hugh for you.

Right, Ollie.

Yeah, hi. So, is Malcolm doing his witchcraft?