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Stranger: HARRRRRRRRRRRRR
You: Scientific!
Stranger: Absolutly astounding! You understood exactly what I was saying!
You: But of course!
You: And I would be honoured to do a jigsaw puzzle with you, ma'am.
Stranger: Why thank you!
Stranger: I've been dying to do a jigsaw puzzle!
You: Awesome. I have one with space aliens and one with some kind of fantasy rainforest. Which one would you prefer?
Stranger: Space aliens!
You: Good choice. How about you take the purple alien and I'll do the green one.
Stranger: Can do.
You: Oh, here are some purple pieces with bits of blue sky on them.
Stranger: Oh why thank you.
You: Care for some tea?
Stranger: Why thank you kind Sir, for that offer, I would love some.
You: Did you see the cricket game on the green yesterday?
Stranger: Why no, I must have missed it when I was out for a stroll.
You: Well, the weather was frightful. The boys were slipping all over the grass.
Stranger: Oh my! That is indeed a sight I wish I might have beheld.
You: Yes, those white linen togs didn't stay fresh for long.
You: Good Lord! What did I just say?
Stranger: Oh my! I'm not quite sure!
You: Well in any case, we had a splendid day out despite the weather. Agnes brought a smashing picnic.
Stranger: Oh my, I sure have missed quite the party now didn't I?
You: Not to worry, Agnes will see to a nice spread after we're finished with this puzzle.
Stranger: Oh how lovely!
You: She's baking up a fresh batch of crumpets as we speak.
Stranger: Oh my favourite!
You: My, my, this green alien is turning out to be a hideous beast.
Stranger: Oh you are quite right.
You: Not unlike the wild alligators I shot in the Congo.
Stranger: Oh my! How dangerous..
You: Yes, frightful things like you wouldn't imagine.
You: Have you ever been to the Congo?
Stranger: Oh yes once but then I was attacked by these white monkey type creatures. Luckily I escaped and only lost one arm but oh my was it frightful!
You: I hear those things are vicious.
Stranger: Yes they quite are!
You: Did you look it in the eye?
Stranger: Yes, it was quite the mistake!
You: Well now, I think you have some courage!
Stranger: I think that ignorance would be better suited! That was the first time I have ever seen such a beast...
You: I trust it was the last.
Stranger: Yes it very well should be I hope!
You: I believe the Vicar once had one stuffed and mounted on the wall at the vicarage. He was always a queer sort.
You: But Mrs Parsons made him take it down.
You: It was forever giving her the vapours.
Stranger: Oh my!
Stranger: I would be right and frightened if one of those things were stuffed in my house!
You: I know. It's no wonder the Vicar went mad.
Stranger: Quite true.
Stranger: Oh my!
Stranger: I think I have finished my jigsaw!
Stranger: Oh my!
Stranger: How about those crumpets?
You: Here comes Agnes now with the tray.
Stranger: Oooh goodie.
You: Agnes, be a dear and fetch the marmalade too.
You: Agnes?
Stranger: Oooh marmalade!
You: Where the devil is Agnes?
You: AGNES!
Stranger: AGNEEEEEEEEESSSSS!
You: She must have her bloomers in a twist over my altercation with the postman yesterday.
Stranger: Oh my..
You: But really, if he can't put the letters into the box without crumpling them to bits, he doesn't deserve his job.
You: There, I said it.
You: I don't care.
Stranger: Oh my!
Stranger: Such language..
You: But Agnes obviously thinks otherwise. I fancy she has a soft spot for the blighter.
Stranger: I suppose you may be correct in your assumption.
You: AGNES! Really, this is very unusual.
Stranger: Yes maybe we should go check up on her?
You: I suppose I shall. Just one moment.
You: Agnes, I... Good Lord.
Stranger: What?
Stranger: What is it?!
You: These crumpets are terrible!
Stranger: Oh dear lord! What an abomination!
You: And she's gone and stuck her head in the oven.
You: Agnes, really, this is an overreaction.
Stranger: Oh my!
Stranger: Shouldn't we get her out?
You: I suppose so.
Stranger: Yes onward to victory!
Stranger: I mean...to get Agnes out of the oven.
You: Yes, quite.
Stranger: I can't get her out! She is digging her heels into the floor, oh my..
You: Let me just switch off the oven, then. Agnes, don't be such a baby!
Stranger: Oh my it was on?!?!?!
You: Yes. Honestly Agnes, you know these technological devices can be dangerous!
You: What's that Agnes? Oh, the chicken is stuck in there.
Stranger: Oh my she is being quite absurd..
You: Really, I don't know where she gets these ideas.
Stranger: Oh my..
Stranger: Too much TV box perhaps?
You: It could be anything.
Stranger: I suppose you just may possibly be correct.
You: You know, these crumpets aren't all that bad.
You: What say we have a snack while Agnes gets herself out of the oven.
Stranger: Really? Well perhaps I shall try one.