"Unless any of you have somehow got as much money as Jez's future husband, I'll find myself a nice attic to sleep in. Freedom from high noses dosen't come cheap, neither the gifts I'll give you when the world stops spinning." A minnor lie, the world wheren't spinning, it was having party inside his skull.
"And I seem to remember something about discussing the future, and I would like to know when. Unless it was only an excuse to get us together to drink and remember old times, in which case I better hit the road, before someone hits me."
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