Frank decided not to complain about the smack on the rear--instead, he was thankful he wasn't getting anything worse. "Yes, let's!" Frank agreed immediately, his imagination caught by the idea of an evening out. He brightened as she spoke. "Oh, let's go surprise Neville. Can we?" he begged like a four year old, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
He grimaced, brought back to earth by her last suggestion. "Can you never say 'streak' and 'Mum' in the same sentence again? We've had this conversation before!"