Lunch, or tea?

Me: It was lovely being back at The Cottage Hotel again, wasn’t it?

Nell: Delightful.

Me: The views at Hope Cove are just amazing and they are always so kind and welcoming. The waiter even brought you a bowl of fresh water.

Nell: I asked for Earl Grey.

Me: I know, but I don’t think he heard you.

Nell: Never mind. It was meant well and I appreciated the thought.

Me: Not every dog is as discerning as you, Nell. Dave is happy with builder’s tea.

Nell: David is happy with anything as long as it comes with a bacon sandwich on the side.

Me: Dave knows what he likes. Remember he used to be a food critic.

Nell: Extraordinary. I wonder how that happened.

Me: He’s very open minded when it comes to food. He’ll try anything. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: Did Harriet tell you that Sally has been in touch?

Me: No, she didn’t.

Nell: It’s a bank holiday weekend so she is coming down here for a visit.

Me: That’s wonderful news.

Nell: And she’s bringing a friend.

Me: Oh no.

Nell: Why? What’s the problem?

Me: Does Dave know?

Nell: Of course he does.

Me: Is he alright about it?

Nell: Yes. You know how much David loves guests and he doesn’t care who is there as long as he sees Sally.

Me: Well, that’s awfully open minded of him I must say.

Nell: Is it?

Me: Not everyone would welcome a tiger to tea.

Nell: I beg your pardon?

Me: Especially a handsome stranger sort of tiger who loves jazz and dancing cheek to cheek.

Nell: Sally is bringing Roley Moley.

Me: Oh, I see.

Nell: The tiger is coming to lunch on Sunday. It’s heard about Poppy’s roasts.

Me: My mistake. Sorry.

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