me..your beneficent, oh so wealthy employer..up here on a mission, and ..god dammit , does money not mean anything to you girl? I want to go to bed with you, and that is why I called.." All in vain, as our favourite cuisine specialist was already rolling flour , water at the ready, sugar, butter, the lot.
Gilby was exasperated.
His annoyance was ameliorated slightly by 10 BLT sandwiches on a plate; soon he was eulogising about Elaeanor's cooking ability.
"Oh my to be fair this is the nicest bacon sarnie I ever ate", he cried, tomato seeds dripping down his chin ...