*follows you into the kitchen, sitting up at the island* *holds out a hand for the antihistamines, quickly dry-swallowing them* Th- *sneeze* -anks.
*playing along for the moment* So you're not angry. Okay. But if you're going to make a habit of skiving off an afternoon and then avoiding me the rest of the week, well, I sort of prefer the old version. *props his chin on his hand* *candidly* Look. My first reaction to him telling me he'd interviewed you was "oh, fuck". Am I wrong?