You're with Ditzy and Riptug
on this Tuesday morning, smashing out the hits.
Hey, who remembers this banger from 1986?
Um, you... you know,
you don't have to stay for this.
- What? No. No. - Yeah.
I want to meet the other love of your life.
Oh, no, you don't. Don't say that.
- No. I mean... I mean Colin. - Oh!
Yes.
This is important to you,
you know, so it's important to me.
- Just here? - Yeah.
- Are we gonna fit? - Uh, yeah.
There's so much room.
We made it!
Hey, thank you for being, like,
the most patient, the most beautiful,
the most sexiest driving teacher ever.
- I love you.
Yeah, you too. Shall we go?
Yeah, you go, I've just gotta do
a couple of things for my allergies, pre-Colin.
- Oh. - Yeah.
Okay.
- I'll see ya! - Okay.
Love you...
Hi.
Hi!
Hey, there she is. There she is.
Hi.
Yeah.
Good boy! Good boy!
I missed you so much! I did!
Oh, I did. I missed you!
- Hey! - Missed you!
- Ooh. Hey! - I think he remembers you.
Oh, I hope so.
God.
- Oh. Uh-oh. Don't turn around. - What is it?
Nothing. Just don't turn around. It's a weird guy, weird guy.
Shall we laugh?
Anyway, should probably go now.
- Ha-ha! - Ahoy there!
Ahoy, me hearty! He's coming.
- Arr! - David? Oh.
- What are you wearing? Sorry. - Hi.
Gordon, this is David, allergic to dogs.
- Gordon. - Hey!
G'day. Good to meet you, finally.
- David. Hello. - Hey. How you doing?
- Good. - Sorry about the get-up.
I'm just, um...
I'm trying to limit the contact
with, uh, the dander in the fur.
- That's really toxic. - The...
- The dander. - The dander?
- Yeah. - Oh.
- And the saliva. - Oh, right.
Both really, um, get to me, so...
Did you need all that?
Yeah, I'm just trying to be...
- This is him, is it? - Yes.
- This is the famous Colin. - Hello, Colin!
- He's not that scary.
No!
- Hi! - Okay.
Oh, you don't have to touch him.
- Don't worry about it.
Don't push yourself, you know?
Okay. Oh, no!
- What's wrong? - You right?
- It's happening. - Oh, Jesus.
I knew it. Oh, God!
Darl, are you all right?
Uh...
It's okay. I'm just gonna be over here.
- Yeah. - No worries.
He must have a lot of dander.
Yeah, the dander.
Don't. He's rea... He's really allergic.
I didn't say anything. He's nice.
He is really sweet, yeah.
- You been together long or...? - Yeah, two and a half years.
Okay. Oh, wow. Serious.
Yeah, it's pretty ser... pretty serious.
- All right. - How about you?
Do you have a...
.. girlfriend, boyfriend?
Uh, me? Yeah. Yeah, I've got a girlfriend.
Oh, really?
- Ha-ha. Wow. - Yeah.
Uh, Chelsea, she's a lawyer.
Uh, been together about a year.
This is good!
Yeah, you've got a girlfriend. I've got a...
Beekeeper.
- Don't. - Sorry.
I'm just saying, this is good.
I'm relieved, actually.
- Oh. - You've got...
Yeah, we can be friends. We can be mates.
- So now that we are mates... - Yes.
.. um, why don't you guys come to my birthday party?
- Oh, is it your birthday? - Yeah, in a few days. Yeah.
And, uh, I know we never got to my birthday
when you and I were together, but I seem to remember
celebrating your birthday almost constantly.
Shut up.
Why don't you come? If he makes it.
Chelsea's organizing it. It's gonna be at the brewery.
Yeah. You'll get to see everyone again. It'll be fun.
Everyone? Oh, God. Okay.
Should I go?
Should I go, Collywobbles?
Um, yeah, I'll think about it.
Hey, unrelated...
Was that you I saw at the brewery the other day?
When?
It was the same day we met, actually.
Later that day. Was that you?
- A few days ago? - Ooh. No. No, no, no.
- Outside the brewery? - No.
- In a car? - Car?
With wine?
I'm off the grog right now, so it wasn't me.
- Oh. I must have got that wrong. - Hey, Ash.
I think my throat's closing over.
You've got to go. His throat's closing over.
Yeah, I've got to drive him. He's on his L's.
- He's on his L's? - Shut up.
Hey, Bretty boy.
I want to tell you something.
I just want to get ahead of something, okay?
Um, I'm going to tell you in confidence,
and I don't... you're not allowed to hit me.
Okay?
- You invited Ash, didn't you? - Yes, I did.
No, no, no, no! She's bringing her boyfriend!
- I'm gonna hit you. - She's bringing her boyfriend!
Got a boyfriend, yeah, okay? So it's fine.
We can be mates. So it's above board, mate. It's all fine.
- Real talk, Gordo? - Yeah.
- When she left you... - It was mutual, man.
She left you, all right?
And I've never seen you like that before.
And I never want to again.
You won't, man.
As long as I've known you, Gordon,
you've always been great with the ladies, yeah?
You're like the Ronda Rousey of relationships.
- Is that a UFC reference? - Yeah.
Again, I don't get those references, man.
- Ronda Rousey was undefeated. - Okay.
- Her armbar's legendary. - I get it, I get it.
Until she met Holly Holm, "The Preacher's Daughter."
Point is, yep, I'm Ronda Rousey, um, Ash is Holly Holm.
Yes, she destroyed my confidence.
- She took my heavyweight title. - Bantamweight.
Bantamweight. Fuckin', I get it.
It's fine, though. We're mates. She's coming. It's all good.
We're mates. Everyone fuckin' relax.
And, Bretty?
Mate, if you hit me again, I'm gonna hit you back.
- Okay. - Oh, okay. Fuckin'...
But it's there. Yeah.
- We're good? - We're good.
I love you.
Love you too. Okay?
But just... just don't poke the bear.
- All right? - Cool.
Hi. I'm Ashley.
Thank you, I am fun.
But I'm also a medical doctor.
How do I know Gordon? We went out.
It was short, but very meaningful.
He's still in love with me. He's fuckin' obsessed with me.
Can I look at your rash?
Not right now. I'm at a party.
Meggles!
I'm overthinking it, aren't I?
Is this a good party outfit?
Is it a kids' party?
Fuck!
Okay, it's really important
Gordon sees how hot you are.
Firm agree. I had a dream about him last night.
And... and we were on a beach,
and I did a cartwheel in a bikini,
and I looked so fuckin' good.
Was it, like, your body or a dream body?
Yes, it was my body.
Oh, well, you know, sometimes it's...
Yeah, okay. My tits were bigger.
- Fuck off. - What's this, though?
You look like you just got out of a cult.
Fuckin' hell, man.
Get it off.
I need you to come with me. I need a wingman.
No. You've got David.
No, because he's coming after his fish market trial.
He'll be late. Can't Rumi put Genre down?
I don't trust her to put him down.
I'm sorry?
How did you hear that?
No, it's not that I don't trust you.
I can put him down, babe.
Yeah, I know you can. It's just he's used to me doing it.
Yeah, because you never let me do it.
Is "put him down" right?
- That is not true. - Sounds wrong.
Meggles, for fuck's sake...
- Like, put him down. - ..I can put our boy down.
And yes, Ash, that's the correct parlance.
- What the fuck are you wearing? - Party clothes!
Don't get mad at me. You're mad at her.
Babe, listen.
Babe, I just want you to relax, okay? Okay?
I want you to let me help you. I want you to have a fun night.
Yeah, come have a fun night.
I won't be any fun, Ash.
I'm not, like, a party girl anymore.
I don't even drink anymore.
Please?
I guess I could do, like, a "mama's first night out post."
Ew.
- Let's do a "get ready with me." - Ahh.
Yes, actually, this is good.
- No, this is good. - Yeah.
Hey, darling, can you just maybe make sure the people over there
get it as well?
- I'm a brewery boy.
Going out with a brewery boy, yeah.
- Yeah. - Happy birthday!
Thanks, babe. Yeah, well, she threw this for me.
I'm gonna go find Gordy.
Where is he? Where's Gordon?
- Could be good. - Yeah.
Excuse me, sir. This is the dick police.
There's been a report that your dick's fucking way too small!
- Cunt! - Okay. Fuckin' hell, man.
- Huh? - Sorry. You're a cockhead.
- Happy birthday, cuntstick. - Mate!
Why'd you come here for? You didn't have to come for this.
What are you fucking talking about? It's your birthday.
- You'd do the same for me. - No, I wouldn't, mate.
I've missed heaps of your birthdays.
Yeah, I know,
'cause you're the fucking shitter brother, aren't you?
- Hey? - Okay. All right, here we go.
- Oh, thanks, mate. Cheers. - Cheers.
Plus, it gets me away from fuckin' Katie,
who's all "perimenopausal this, perimenopausal that."
- Mm-hm. - Is it just me?
Or did that shit start a couple of years ago?
It's just you.
Remember when Mummy got a bit weird
and she just hit the rieslings a bit harder
and she fucking got on with it.
You should start a podcast, man. Real Joe Rogan vibes.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Thanks, man. That's really nice.
- Oh, you got it, man. - Is Ash here yet?
- I don't think so, no. - Fuck!
Ash and Chels at the same party.
It's fine.
That's some fucking big balls, cunt.
That's some big motherfucking testes, son.
Okay.
That's some fucking big balls on toast.
- Keep it down, mate. - I'm gonna circulate, big balls.
I'll see you soon.
Um...
Yes. Uh...
- Stocks. - Mm-hm.
- Shares? - Mm-hm.
- Market. - Mmm.
Yes.
Fuck. Oh, my God.
This was a mistake. Why did we come?
Good. Let's go.
Is should get back to Genre.
No, no, no, no. Don't do that. Let's stay.
Hey, just in time.
- Hi. - Oh, my God. David!
Oh, shit, David! What the fuck?
A bit too fishy for you?
Too fishy for anyone. Didn't you shower?
I'm sorry. I didn't want to be late. It's not that bad, is it?
- It's bad! - Hey.
- Smells really bad. - Hey, there she is.
- Hi! - Hi. Ahh!
- Meggles, how are you? - Bretty, how are you, mate?
It's so nice to see you, mate.
Yeah, good to see you too. And this must be your boyfriend.
Fish?
David. How are you? Good to see you.
- Good you're here, mate. - Cool.
Good you're here.
- Ashley, hey. - Hey, Chi.
How are you? Going good. Yeah. Good.
Hi. Too busy to say hello to your first lesbian girlfriend.
- Oh, sorry, Chi. How are you? - Hello!
It's just I'm checking on Genre.
It's actually my first night away.
- Shondra? - Genre.
- Uh-huh. - It means 'origin' or 'kind'.
Oh. And that is a child?
- Yep. - Oh, congratula...
Fuck, something smells...
Something smells like a dead mermaid's vagina.
No. I'm David. I'm Ashley's bloke.
I've just been at the fish market.
Oh. All good. Don't need to hug right now.
We're gonna get a little drinkie. Please.
- That'd be a good idea. - Go to the bar.
Very handsome. And very smelly.
Yeah.
Anyway, being a mum is just, like, so full-on.
You have no idea.
Oh, I have some idea. I had three under five.
- How old is she? - He.
- 18 months. - Yeah, um...
It's just, like, you don't realize how hard it's gonna be
every moment, you know, every minute.
- Correct. - What... what do they need?
- Mm-hm. - How... how much has he eaten?
- Mm-hm. - Has he slept enough?
It is... It's, like, relentless, you know.
You... you only have one, though. You've just got the one.
He's a toddler, though. And a boy.
So I'm... I'm really in the trenches.
I have three actual boys - 13, 11 and 8.
I mean, I've got trench foot, trench mouth and dysentery.
I'm in the trenches. I think you've forgotten
how hard toddlers are.
Are you on crack? 'Cause I'm considering it.
And you know who I could buy it from? My 11-year-old.
Ashy.
- Oh, hi. - Hey.
- Hi, Gordie. - Hey.
There he is. Happy birthday.
Hey, thank you. Thanks for coming.
Thank you so much for inviting us.
Yeah, of course.
Is that salmon? Uh, hey, man.
Yeah, I think, yep, it is.
Hm. It's not fresh, I tell ya.
- Is it not? - Nuh. Uh-uh.
Doesn't matter. Just say happy birthday, babe.
- Sorry. Happy birthday, mate. - Yeah, thanks, mate.
- Appreciate it. - Oh.
- Oh! - Oh, no, no, no.
- Come on. That's enough. - Oh, my God! Oh!
I can smell that now. You're right.
- That's off, isn't it? - Who does your fish?
- Did you eat this? - Oh, it's okay.
I could eat a day-old prawn out of a dirty ashtray.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
- Iron gut? - Yeah.
- Feel it. - Ha-ha!
- No, feel it. - It's all right.
He can't. He's got no free hands.
Throw that out. It's disgus... It's off.
Can I just say,
I think it's really sweet you guys have reconnected.
Thanks.
I'm still really close to my ex.
Yeah, right.
I'm sorry. That... that salmon's really hanging around, isn't it?
- Yes. - That's terrible.
You know what? Hey, just, you circulate.
Got lots of people to talk to, birthday boy.
- I'll find you later. - Okay.
- Let's have a drink. Come on. - Good to see you.
- Wanna try some of your beers.
- Yeah, all right. Yeah, do! - Yeah.
I'm saying you got big balls, cunt!
- Shut up, mate. - Big balls!
Still alive or...
S-sorry Chi. It's just... he usually goes down early.
- No, no. - Chi, can you not?
I'm sure he's great, but no one wants to talk about your kid.
- You're really boring now. - What?
You've forgotten how to be at a party.
- Ask me a fucking question. - Oh, sorry. Fuck.
Um, okay.
How are you?
Oh, thanks for asking. I'm really good. I've got ADHD.
- You've always had that. - No, that's new.
Hmm.
Uh, Andre and I got back together.
- What? - Which was great.
Until it wasn't. And, uh, now we are open.
- Holy shit! - Yeah.
- Really? - Yeah.
Well, what's that like? I mean, Rumi's pretty curious.
It's pretty great, actually. Yeah.
And the hardest thing about having an open relationship
is organizing child care.
Hmm! Oh, my God. Tell me about it.
- If I just want an hour... - Stop.
- Just one hour... - I'm telling you about it.
You're listening. You've got your listening ears on.
- What are you drinking there? - Uh...
Well, I mean, they are gonna be bankrupt
when you're done with them.
I am all in.
You have a good night, okay?
- Thanks, Tobes. Thanks again. - Knock 'em dead.
- Stop it!
Oh, wait, wait, wait. Sorry. Can I just fix that?
Hi. You must be Chelsea. Hello.
Hello! Um, what's your name?
Ashley.
Ashley. Hello, Ashley.
Thanks so much for organizing this.
Oh, yeah. Of course.
- Chelsea! - Hi, darling. Hi.
- Nice to see you.
Yeah. It's so good to see Heavy again.
- Ohh. Good. - Yeah.
We always got on so well.
- Hmm. - Hmm!
Did Dawn, um, come up?
Uh, no. No. She was unable to.
Oh, shame.
Oh, my gosh. Stop it!
- Get out of here. - You stop it.
I was there when Brian died.
Yeah.
Yeah, when he passed away, I was there.
- It was terrible. - Oh, no, it's... Yeah.
Such a shock. Like, for everyone.
- Yeah. I'm sure that was. Yeah. - Yeah.
So, I was, uh, actually there.
Like, I was physically there next to Gordon.
- Oh, really? - Yes.
'Cause I was his girlfriend.
- Oh. Oh, yes. - Yeah.
- Okay. Yeah. - Yeah.
- At the time. - That makes total sense.
Yeah. We were boyfriend-girlfriend.
Anyway, I'm sorry.
If you'll excuse me, I have to go feed the dog.
- Oh, Colin's here? - Yeah.
Yeah, he's in the office because someone's allergic, apparently.
Oh, are they? Yeah. Well, I can...
You're busy. I can feed him.
Oh, no, that's fine. He needs medicine.
I know.
Yeah, but he's just a bit nervous.
He doesn't... he doesn't take food from just anyone.
I'm not just anyone.
No. Of course not.
- You are Ashley. - That's it.
- Yeah. - Yes.
- Anyway, have a good night! - Oh, you too.
- Nice to meet you. - Uh-huh.
- Fucking great.
Meggles. Oh, my God. This is rough, hey?
- Is it? - Yeah.
- Can I have some toilet paper? - Hm.
Boo, I just met Chelsea, Gordon's new girlfriend.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
She's so fucking beautiful, I want to kill myself.
I bet she isn't.
She is. And she's, like, fucking crazy confident.
She's like a hot robot of an old movie star.
I look like a fucking homeless person next to her.
A person currently experiencing houselessness?
Not even. Just a full homeless person.
- Oh, shit. - Yeah.
And her eye contact was, like, fucking crazy.
She was, like, staring at the back of my head.
I felt like all my clothes fell off.
Jesus.
I don't even think she's ever heard of me.
No?
- Yeah.
Do number twos at home, thanks. I don't want to hear it.
Mum?
Oh, there you are.
What the fuck?
Oh, they discontinued this lipstick. I'm devastated.
Mum, it is so inappropriate that you are here.
I could say the same, Ashley Marie.
No, you couldn't, because he invited me.
What are you doing here?
Well, Megan posted on her Insta stories.
- Hello, Lynelle.
I didn't realize you still followed me.
Oh, hello, Megan.
How's your dad?
Why don't you return his calls and find out?
I don't think there's much more to say.
He doesn't feel that way.
Has anybody met Gordon's new girlfriend?
She's so elegant, and her skin is amazing.
Oh, you never stood a chance with all your sun damage.
Mum, it's freckles.
They're freckles when you're a child, darling.
At your age, it's sun damage.
I nearly went with Trout of This World.
Uh-huh.
But actually I've ended up with...
"Benefit of the Trout."
Yeah.
Did you consider, um, Shadow of a Trout?
Mmm. But... no.
- Out and A-trout? - Uh-uh.
- Trout of Control? - Uhh.
- Trout for a Duck? - Mm.
Trout, Trout, Let It All Out?
- No Diggity, No Trout? - Uh-uh.
I don't know what that is.
Standing on the Trout-side Looking In?
You've already done that hand.
Yeah, that's done that.
- You did that one. - Yeah.
Yeah, that's well clean.
- Gordon? - Present.
- Sorry. - Hey.
Hi.
Um, sorry, there's no one at the bar,
and Mum would like some chablis or albarin?o.
Lynelle is here?
Of course.
Yeah, of course she is.
Um, I might have. Do you want to... I'll just check.
Um...
Ooh. Chilly.
- Yeah, it's nice, isn't it? - Mmm.
You, uh, having fun at your old mate's party?
I am.
Good. Told you we could be mates.
- I know we could be mates. - Door's closing, door's closing.
- Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!
- Fuck it.
- Oh! - Oh, sorry, it's on a timer.
Oh, my God, you're joking.
No. It happens six times a day.
It's fine. I'll just text Chi.
- Where's your phone? - I left it here.
Uh, somewhere.
Um...
- Hey, there you are. - Sorry.
- Yeah.
Well, around the base of the beak,
if you press through from the other side with your thumbs
and you just push it through, then the beak fully comes out.
Octopuses have beaks?
Yeah, and if you bake them for an hour,
they taste like a chip.
Do you know that octopuses
are at least as intelligent as Labradors?
Fuck off.
I'd never eat a Labrador.
You ever been to China?
You get what you're given there, mate.
- I haven't.
But I have eaten some weird things.
Oh! Gordy's locked in the cool room.
- Is he? - Yep.
I'm gonna have to go. I'll leave you here.
No, I'll take care of that.
- No, no, that's... - No, no, I insist.
- No, I insist. It's my phone. - I insist.
- He might need me. - It's all good.
- Chi, I'm putting my foot down. - Are ya?
- I'm insisting. - Are ya?
- I've eaten, uh, crocodile. - Mm-hm. Yeah.
- Frogs. - Oh.
- Um, tarantula in Cambodia. - Oh. Mm-hm.
Which is like a delicacy.
- A horse, by mistake. - Oh.
That's... That's actually a funny story.
Is it? Go on, then.
Well, I didn't think it was a horse.
- Yep. - But it was.
And then that's the end of the story, is it?
Yep.
Ahh, I see.
No, you didn't. Nothing to see.
Oh, no, I do. I've got eyes in my head.
- No, you don't. - Hi.
You okay, Ash? All alone here in the dark with Gordon?
Oh, God, yeah.
- Oh. That's nice. - Cool.
Just met your boyfriend.
- Oh, yeah. - Yeah.
Doesn't smell great,
but at least he's boring and licks his fingers a lot.
- Okay. - Yeah.
Cool, cool.
- After you. - Thank you so much.
That's all right, Ash.
I mean, men have been playing second fiddle for too long.
- Yeah, right. - They've lost their voice.
Yeah, sure, I guess.
And that's not right.
- Big, strong alpha like you. - Mm-hm.
Do you have a girlfriend?
Yeah, Carmen. It's online.
But we haven't met yet. But, uh...
All the more reason to establish the rules of engagement.
Yeah, right.
You need to say, "I'm the man of the house."
Yeah, right.
Say it!
What?
Say, "I'm the man of the house."
I'm the man of the house.
- Again. - Again.
No.
Say, "I'm the man of the house" again.
I'm the man of the house again.
No.
No?
Everyone, if I can have your attention.
- Thank you.
- Bit of shush. - Hey, birthday boy. Speech time.
- Hey. - A bit of shush, please.
- Should probably go over there. - That's okay.
I, um... I first met Gordon 18 months ago
when we held a work function here at this very brewery.
And so I met this brew head or head brew man.
- Or whatever it's called.
And he says to me, "I am going to kiss you in six minutes."
- Oh, no! - Ooh-hoo!
Right? I know! Outrageous.
And I thought, yeah, well, you know, that's very forward.
It's a bit intense, actually.
But then... he did.
- It's a good move.
And then I thought, "Well, there is a man who follows through!"
And I thought, "Ah! He's single, no kids, not fat. Unicorn!"
Oh, my gosh, she's so funny.
Um, no, seriously, guys.
Gordon, you are a very hardworking
and loyal life partner.
And... I know, we can't always agree what to watch on TV.
But you usually give in and we watch my shows!
I mean, what more could a girl ask for?
Except perhaps a rock on my finger. Hint, hint.
Got it. Got it.
Got it!
- Love you, Gooby.
So let's all raise a glass
and wish a very happy birthday to my Gooby, Gordon.
To Gordon!
- Happy birthday! - Happy birthday.
- Happy birthday.
Come on. I just need a second.
There's no... There's no speeches.
Heavy, Heavy, Heavy. No more speeches.
- Just let... - Okay.
..me say some words. Come on, Chels.
- Give it to me.
I'll introduce you. Oh, my God!
Hey, look at that.
Everyone, this is, um, Alistair, Gordon's brother!
- Whoo!
Hand it over. Fuckin' hell,
I had to work hard for that one.
Uh, firstly,
a big thanks to Chels
for putting on this do for Flash.
Round of applause, everyone. Come on!
What do you reckon, eh? She spared no expense.
Especially since she got the venue
and all the piss for free.
- Oh, yeah.
Uh, no, no, no.
But, look, in all seriousness...
..it's just so great
that Flash has just finally found the right girl.
You just know when two people are meant to be together
and they just fully... they fully get each other.
And there's just no doubt about it or anything.
You know, I mean, tonight he's brought Ash.
No. Um...
Chelsea's really cool with it.
It's just such clean, honest,
open, transparent love.
And everyone's really, really cool about it.
Uh, okay. All right. Well, that's about all from me.
Oh, no. Some words of advice, Flash.
As our dear departed dad said to me on my wedding day...
.. when the river runs red, take the dirt road instead.
- Okay. Thank you. - Am I right?
- Yeah. That's right.
- Thank you, Heavy. - That's right!
Let's fucking party!
- Cheers, mate. - Cheers, mate.
What a speech.
Have you said it?
Like, "I'm the man of the house."
I don't have to say it. I am the man of the house.
Oh.
Yes.
Ooh, I felt that.
You are.
Yeah, I know.
Well done.
I'm going to get you another drink, Lynelle.
I want that one finished when I get back.
Okay.
You're so...
.. elegant and tall!
Ah! Thanks. Ohh.
Is your skin care Korean?
It is!
- It is? - Yes!
I knew it! I knew it!
- Hey, drunky, your Uber's here. - Ahh.
- You're not my wife. - You wish.
No. Is that this way?
- Shall we call it? - Yeah.
Hey, Gordon, we're gonna head out. Happy birthday, mate.
Cheers, mate.
Bye.
Flash. Flash.
- Okay, Uberino time. - Happy birthday.
Actually, I might walk home, if you don't mind.
- Oh, I'm happy to walk. - No, no, you Uber. I don't mind.
Hell, no. Let's perambulate.
- Okay.
- Bye-bye. - Mm-hm.
Thanks for coming, Ashley and David.
So, I'll just group all of these over here
so it's easy for when you empty the recycling.
It's okay, Chels, I'll do that. I'll do that.
Let's put the cans on this side.
Chelsea, I know how to clean the bar.
What's wrong?
- Oh, nothing. Sorry. - Oh.
- You all right? - Yeah.
Yeah.
Hey, I... I met your ex.
Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. She's sweet. - Yeah.
- Quirky. - Yeah.
- Not really your type. - Nah.
I'm your type.
Yes, you are.
- Did you have fun? - Yeah.
- Good. - Mmm.
You deserve good things. Love you.
I love you.
Ohh.
- Oh, sorry. That was... - Oh, yuck!
- Yeah. Sorry. - Yuck, yuck.
Yeah.
So good to meet those guys.
Yeah.
- Really good people. - Yeah.
Well, of course they're good people. You're a good person.
Well, you're the best person.
Thank you.
I know I might be biased, but still...
I think you're pretty bloody great.
Thanks, David.