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[lobelia321]

lobelia321:
"It's good to be back home, lad. Pass t'parkin."
"I don't know, Mr W, that Soho club we had to stake out was right interesting..."

demelzagirl:
"Well, look at it this way, Geoffrey, if the detecting business ever goes flat, you know you've got the chance of a job in London."
"But I don't want to pole dance!"

lobelia321:
"Mr W, it felt so strange, kissing that girl, all soft like."
"Soft? Then she wasn't doing it properly! Here, let me show you how, lad."

Forays into the scary world of the bookverse:
lobelia321:
"Our Geoff, you badly need a haircut!"
"But remember all those interesting things I can do with me stiffly gelled horns!"
"Alright then, one of them can stay."

demelzagirl:
"Oh, Hetty, not another Dubonnet -- I'm sure you're trying to make me tipsy!"
"Nonsense, Phillida, just a bit of Dutch courage. Feel free to loosen your girdle..."

lobelia321:
"Hetty, where's my ovaltine? And who's that half-dressed woman in t'parlour?"
"I couldn't very well show Philly into t'spare room: that's full of half-dressed men."

demelzagirl:
"Is Hetty making us jacket spuds and burgers for us tea?"
"Well, she said she was going to get busy in t'kitchen wi'Phil, so I assume that's what she meant!"

Cross-over time!
demelzagirl:
"Eh, Mr W, this amateur dramatics lark has really put a spring in your step!"
"Well, we are doing a good little play by this Derek Benson chap. He's dashing, too!"

lobelia321:
"That playwright fellow is coming over tonight for a bit of private coaching."
"Oh goodie, Mr W, can I get dressed up in Mrs W's garters again?"

demelzagirl:
"Oh, Derek, it's marvellous to meet you. You do remind me of someone rather... Oh, never mind, just have a nibble on my Hobnob. More tea?"

lobelia321:
"And who might this sprightly young lad be?"
"Oh, this is Geoffrey, my, ah, personal assistant. Say hello to Mr Bumfeel, Geoff."
"Could he also assist my person?"