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This is hero stuff. I'm a hero. No. You're a cloakroom attendant. There's a difference. I'll show you! Oh, yeah? I'll show all of you exactly how much of a hero I can be. You're making a scene, Sarah. Come on, Barry. I think you've done enough.
So, what are you up to Saturday evening? Absolutely nothing. Because I'm going to a cape haters rally. Actually, extremely busy. Shame. Could've got some dinner afterwards.
Dinner? Maybe squeezed in a few cocktails. Jesus Christ! Oh, my God, my God! It's too heavy. I can't shift it. Here, let me! Jenny, you're just a girl, you're no use. I forgot. Of course. You're right. Just get it off! My leg! Oh, for goodness sake! I mean, honestly, it's not even that heavy. OK, I'm a cape. Only trying to help. Scum.
Right. Bloody heroes.
Just to be clear, where does leave you and me on the cocktail front? Do you know how much it costs to remove shit stains from a lycra body suit? Yes. 70 whole English pounds. So? You can get a new costume. I'll never get another job.
Boo hoo! You miss your photocopier. I shat myself.
Not that it was much fun.
What's this for? Helping with Mum and Dad. Aw, thanks. Did you tell them yet? Yeah. Guess what Sarah's Mum thinks. Seriously gonna kill yourselves. She thinks we're in love!
Look at their faces. They can't believe it.
Funniest thing ever. I know.