Mad Scientess Jane Expat
Humuhumu, the bloke and I are at the table, finishing off breakfast. Humuhumu slips off to the sitting room. Suspicious noises are heard.
Me: "Baby, what are you doing?"
Bloke: "Pops, on a scale of one to ten, how naughty are you being?"
Phone conversation, early morning of the second of my work days in London.
Me: "Oh, you're off early!"
Bloke: "Of course. We run a tighter ship when the Mama is away."
Me: "Oh really. What did you two have for breakfast this morning?"
Bloke: "....crumpets and mince pies."
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