(occurs before the events in Family & Friends)
Jezebel: Yeah, that was a real bummer how Uncle Bertie went.
Justin: Uncle? Ah, yes – Uncle Bertrand. Still, he had a jolly good run.
Jezebel: Yeah, eighty-five – that’s old enough, man!
Archie: Who’s ‘e ven?
Justin: You wouldn’t know him. Before your time, old boy. He was –
Jezebel: You might –
Jezebel: No, my bad – go on bro.
Justin: Uncle – several time removed. Queer old cove.
Jezebel: Yeah. (laughs) True that. There was that time on Mom’s birthday –
Archie: Oh, yer?
Jezebel: She just wanted to chill with Dad and, you know – get romantic, I guess.
Justin: Ah yes – I remember the occasion. The music, the wine, kids in bed early.
Jezebel: Oh yeah, we were bundled off to bed at eight – what a laugh!
Justin: I rather think she knew we were on the stairs. Such a gracious woman.
Jezebel: And then Uncle Bertie shows up – drunk as a skunk!
Justin: Yes, I do recall he was rather tipsy. Rather too far into his cups to take a hint.
Jezebel: A hint? That’s a larf, innit Archie!
Justin: Archibald, do be a dear and fetch another bottle of wine, would you?
Archie: Sure fing – what yer fancying?
Justin: Oh, I don’t mind. Maybe one that Mammar and Pappar would have liked?
Archie: No probs.
Jezebel: Archie, dude – one sec. (rifles through bag). Here – pop this on will you?
Archie: (reads) Romantic Moods?
Jezebel: Yeah, man – great music for chilling to.
Justin: Imagine that – Uncle Bertrand just standing there while Mammar was –
Jezebel: Yeah, snogging Dad and he’s just waffling on about horses!
Justin: Well, hardly ‘snogging’, but certainly in the mood for a little kissy-poo.
Archie: I’ll get the wine ven –
Justin: Good Lord, Archibald – are you still here. I was sure I heard you below.
Archie: Nah – vat was the cat.
Jezebel: Prolly wants feeding, poor little beggar. Would you mind, Archie?
Archie: Yer, sure.
Justin: Do be a dear and –
Archie: Yeah, yeah – CD, wine, cat – I’m on it!
Jezebel: Cool, dude – thanks Bertie … uh, sorry … Archie.