I wasn't doing anything idiotic for the record. Probably uncouth but not idiotic. And no, I don't care if I didn't use that word right. That is your job.
Don't go all thankful now. It's fine. Don't think I'd let Spinnet bleed out in my hall, and I like you a hell of a lot more than I like her. Though- I have no idea why you women keep thinking I'm trustworthy.
Sorry, can't think of anything else. You should know better than to derail me. But just for you- Tomorrow 7pm, at the stadium in Falmouth. Bring trainers and be prepared to sweat.