OH, THERE WAS A CALL FOR YOU. A MR NISHEAD RANG.

I'D LOVE TO FEEL AN AIRBAG GO OFF IN MY FACE.

"EEH, OCTOPUSSY."

IT'S 1 A.M. CALLING ALL PIGEONS.
THERE'S A CAT AMONGST YOU.

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'LL DO.
I'LL DO A QUICK FIX ON IT FOR NOW, AND...

WHERE'S YOUR HOUSE?

OH, IT'S PLASTIC.

YOUR HEAD LOOSENS FROM YOUR TORSO
AND BOBS INTO THE DISTANCE,

(ALAN) GO, GO, GO, GO. START THE CAR.

- SORRY, SPLIDDING?
- YES. SPLIDDING, YOU KNOW.

- HELLO.
- HI.

- WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT.
- WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?

"CAN I GET A COFFEE?
PRESUMABLY THE BUFFET IS A FREE-FOR-ALL?"

ABOUT THE PEDESTRIANISATION
OF NORWICH CITY CENTRE?

YOU CAN DROWN IN A CUP OF COFFEE.
OR IS IT AN INCH OF WATER? AAAGH!

I CANNOT NOT TALK TO THE CUSTOMERS.
MY BADGE SAYS, "MICHAEL. I'M HERE TO HELP."

I'VE HAD SOME PRETTY LATE NIGHT
SESSIONS MYSELF. YEAH.

- YOU SMILED THEN, LYNN.
- NO, I DIDN'T.