OOH, THAT WAS TERENCE TRENT D'ARBY,
COCKY MAN FROM THE '80S,

..KILL THAT.

- IT'S TODD.
- SERIOUSLY?

- SUSAN, IS HE NEW?
- YES, HE STARTED YESTERDAY.

(COWBOY ACCENT) YEAH. I THINK I'LL GO
AND READ SIMON HEFFER ON THE VERANDA.

UNLESS I'M REPRIMANDING THEM,

I WAS ONE OF THE FIRST IN MY CLASS, ACTUALLY.

NOW, THE MAIN THING... THANK YOU.

I CAN DISCONNECT IT, PUT A SCRAMBLE ON IT,
JUST KNOCK IT OUT OF THE SYSTEM.

- HAVE YOU BEEN PREPARING FOR A LONG TIME?
- YES.

I'M ALL RIGHT NOW.

OH, NO!

SORRY ABOUT THE SMELL OF URINE,
BUT THERE'S NOTHING TO DO ROUND HERE.

LYNN, WHEN YOU WERE TALKING
ABOUT GOING TO SKIBBEREEN AS A CHILD.

- YES, THAT'S RIGHT.
- WHAT DO I OWE YOU?

NOT CHRIST. SORRY, I KEEP SAYING CHRIST.

- SHALL I GO ON FOR YOU?
- LYNN, YOU COULDN'T PRESENT A CAT.

WE, ER...