‘I’ll bear it in mind, thank you.’
‘You’re welcome.’
‘How on Earth did we get down this rabbit hole?’
‘I’m not entirely sure. Want to climb out?’
‘Most definitely.’
‘OK. So, when are you back?’
‘Few days. Tilly sent me a message to ask when it was good for them to come over and discuss their wedding pictures.’
‘What did you say?’
‘I suggested Sunday. Hopefully I’ll be awake enough. Prod me if I look like I’m going to nod off during it.’
‘Me?’
‘Aren’t you coming?’
‘I hadn’t planned to.’
‘Oh. I thought you were. I mean, I…’
‘You know Tilly and Sam. You don’t need me there for that, do you?’
‘No. It’s not that. I guess, I thought because you offered to be my assistant for the day that you’d be there. But it’s fine. I know things are nuts for you. I’ve got a few things on my mind at the moment and wasn’t really thinking.’
‘Would you prefer me to be there?’
‘If I say yes will it make me look like a complete loser and wimp?’
‘No. Of course not. Why would you think that?’
‘Because I’m a grown man and handle information and deals worth mind-boggling amounts but the thought of dealing with this wedding is giving me the sweats.’
‘Well, there are worse things it could be giving you, so, in view of that, it’s fine. Of course I’ll be there. I can always make some notes whilst you’re all discussing things so that we don’t forget anything.’
‘You’re great, you know that, don’t you?’
‘I don’t mind hearing it again from time to time though.’
Charlie laughed. ‘You’re totally great! A superstar.’
‘OK. Now you’re just taking the mickey.’
‘Never.’
‘Yeah, right. Hurry up and come back to Blighty. I owe you dinner for looking after me last week.’
‘You don’t owe me anything.’
‘All right then, truth is I have a business question and I’m not sure what to do.’
‘That sounds more like it. What’s the problem?’
‘It’s OK. No rush. I’ll just ask you when I see you.’
