embarrassedMr Dizzo (shouting down from the bathroom): Is there any wine in the fridge?
Me (distracted by logging onto my laptop, to open up the reference picture of Sam that I'm doing a drawing of at the moment): No, I can get one out of the larder and put it in the fridge for later.
Mr Dizzo: Okay, do that then.
Me: (still distracted): Yep, okay; I'll do it in a sec, I'm just getting Sam up ...
Mr Dizzo: Lucky sod.
