Tattoo 2
‘Are you sure you want me to carry on with this, Mr Dimbleby?’

‘Are you sure you want me to carry on with this, Mr Dimbleby?’
‘It’s not Kafkaesque, it’s normal.’
‘It’s such a perfect day, I’m glad I spent it with you...’
‘Instant? Certainly, madam. Take a seat and someone will be with you in a minute.’
‘We are very happy with the Chinese-themed room but could you remove the panda, please.’
‘Could that be from his blue period?’
‘It’s the director’s cut.’
‘I can’t see us ever having a boring housebuying anecdote of our own.’
‘Where is everyone? It’s like the Marie Celeste in here.’
‘Want to switch energy suppliers?’
‘In these straitened times, our shareholders need more money.’
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