- SHELL, ABOUT A QUARTER OF A MILE.
- HAS IT GOT A MINI-MART?

ALL RIGHT. I'LL TALK TO YOU LATER. BYE-BYE.

- WHEN YOU WERE WITH THAT WOMAN...
- DID YOU SEE HER FACE? CLASSIC.

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

SO BOOK A HOLIDAY WITH HAMILTON'S.
"WAT-ER-WAY" TO HAVE A GOOD TIME.

IT'S NOT ME. HAVE I GOT A PIERCED NAVEL?

AND YOUR MEETING
WITH PIET MORANT FROM DANTE FIRES.

- ALISON PARTRIDGE!
- NO. ALAN.

- OH, ALAN. CONE YOU TAKE A JOKE?
- OH, FUCK OFF!

YOU DON'T THINK MY ROOM
SCARED THEM, DO YOU?

WHAT?

IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME, ALAN?
I HAVE TO LEAVE THE DESK UNATTENDED.

I'VE GOT TWO...

I DON'T WANT ONE. I WAS JUST MAKING SMALL TALK.

WE ARE HAVING MAJOR REPAIRS DONE TO THE LOBBY,

- DO YOU LIKE MILK?
- NO.

SORRY I'M LATE. I MEAN, I KNOW I'M NOT LATE.
I'M JUST A LITTLE BIT LATE.

I'M AFRAID I NEED TO WATCH MY FIGURE.