On this evening, Anne and I sat on one side of the table. Ben, Kate and Nick were on the other. Ben knocked his glass across the table while demonstrating a move (yin-yang hands). It spilled all over Anne. After apologies, towels and new beer had been issued, we went back to our discussion. Ben restrained himself for a minute, but soon forgot and began gesturing animatedly again. Kate nodded at Anne and me.
"You better watch out," she warned.
"It's okay, I'll just take my beer and pour it over his head first," I said.
"It's the Pre-Emptive Strike form. It's an American thing." I grinned.
Everyone stared at me uncertainly.
"Then I'll get your government to say it was the right thing to do. The Collusion form. Does that count as an English thing?"
"No," said Kate. "That's where you'd get someone else to pour your beer over his head and then deny you did it."
"You're thinking of New Labour form," said Ben.
I turned to Anne. "What would the French form be like?"
She shrugged. "I am a student, so probably I would pour my beer over 'is 'ead, then go outside and set 'is bike on fire."