“Sure, whatever you think you can trust me with.”
“You’ll pick it up… Listen, hear something?”
“Yes, Shell, babies have that pitch that you can’t miss, eh?”
“No, well, that’s my call to action, are you coming?”
“Definitely.”
“Here, Soom brought us a tablet back from Bangkok, do you know how to use it?”
“No, but they’re only mini computers, it shouldn’t take long to learn. Why did she give us this?”
“So we could take photos of Shell and email them to her more easily.”
“I see, funny, when I went away to uni, my mother gave me a pack of envelopes, a pad of Basildon Bond and a sheet of stamps… nowadays they give you a tablet… funny, eh?”
“Sorry, I don’t know who Basil Bond is, could you pass me that bottle, please? No, that one has water in it, I need milk.”
“Oh, right, sorry, shall
