9x-xx-xx 30 Son of a Warrior

He did speaking. Oh hello, Sadie. How are you, dear? Sorry I had to rush off. You won't believe who I saw. Karen's husband. What a word of a lie. Walking right up to the hotel

this boldest brass and I could hear him yelling. Can't repeat what he was saying. Oh, he was livered. Cool, so I did, dear. I rang Karen up on that American's phone and told her not to come back here. Lucky I did. She was already on away. I've got to go, dear. Someone's just

come in. Alright, my dear. Can I help you? Hello, Edith. It's been a while. You're looking well. I don't believe we've met. Oh, we've met. But, uh, I probably had a bad case of acne the last time you saw me. I think it was that time you threw me out of here for reading

the magazines. No. It's not a Philip. Oh my goodness look at you. Well you haven't changed. Still selling the same old crap. And you haven't learned any manners. Oh Edith, now don't start. I just came in to get a magazine and this time I'll pay for it. Well what brings you into town Philip? Business. The old man's late for our appointment. That's a surprise. As well

some things don't change, nice to see you either. Oh let me know if you ever want to sell the shop. You're just like your father. Anyone for a top up? Oh no thanks Ellie. I'm funny. What about you Mr.

Chonk, son? Oh no I think I'll hit the sack. Oh it's a bit crowded in here. I mean there's plenty of room in with me and it's a lot more comfortable in the floor. Oh I'm used to the floor. Maybe Karen would...