daddy - you know i just finished school and you owe me lots of presents, don't you? and i haven't been to new york yet, or in la, or ...
don't you know that funny woman in london? actually, that would do!
oh right - what's her name... something with s...susie...no... hang on... oh, forget it, i know who you mean. we could go on her nerves for a while, i guess... haven't done that for years, really...
ok, but only if i get masses of new clothes and i definitely don't go into any museum, get that? let me think: a ball gown, a leather jacket, a cute little black number, shoes, for starters... from harrods, i'll take it. or harvey nicks. and let's go into armani and mess up the sales assistants!you mean we go in there and you try everything on and throw it on the floor and i nick their whiskey? and then we complain and leave? good idea, daughter. you're learning fast...
ooohhh, daddy - i'd be delighted! and can we please be really horrible with your friend and her silly husband? and the daughter - lol!
just be your natural self, darl - you deserve it, and so do i...
but no art - or i stop breathing!
fine with me - i never liked that modern stuff. all posers...
and you know what? when they think we leave and they finally got rid of us, we say we got the dates wrong. that way we squeeze another night in, without paying...
cool, daddy, just try not to forget to look weird when we "find out"!
practice, my darling, practice makes perfect...
Listen, you guys were great and we love you lots and we had a really great time. come again soon, but do check out those flight times good, willya?!!
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