"Is your mum the forgetful type?" inquires Robin.
"As long as you manage to get it all down between the three of you, I guess," says Robin.
"Yeah. But we come home from Dad's in August and she's down to a can of beans and a bottle of ketchup and there's four utility bills wedged behind the toaster and her car needs to be washed and the sink's full of dishes. Takes a day or two to straighten out."
Ooh, ticket!
"How are we for time? It might be a better idea for me to pay you back after the movie," says Robin. "I expect I'll spend a while staring at a handful of indistinguishable bills and cursing."
"How are we for time? It might be a better idea for me to pay you back after the movie," says Robin. "I expect I'll spend a while staring at a handful of indistinguishable bills and cursing."
"I expect it to be different bloody colours and sizes!" she exclaims. "So I don't have to squint at the corner to see the bloody denomination!"
"I've been in this country for a sodding week, you think I've had time to memorize the faces on your money?"
"In the middle and a little to the side's my favourite. It'd be easier to remember 'red is one, green is five' or whatever than learn to recognize a bunch of dead blokes and then remember out which one's which."
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"Maybe," says Robin. "But only because you grew up with this bullshit."
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