At the bar with Steph, flipping through karaoke books.
Robbie Williams. We both take a moment to appreciate mental images of Robbie Williams.
"I would SO do Robbie Williams," says Steph, wistfully.
"Me too," I agree. "I would touch him so hard he would have an innie."
Pause. Steph looks at me with growing horror.
"...THAT WOULD BE BAD, ROSIE," she says. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?"
I grin, shrug. "I would then help him fix it?"
She looks at me with squinty eyes. "Whatever," she says. "I'm going first."
And now a picture of Cinny, casually sitting on the fridge. Where the cat treats are.
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