‘Research?’ Toby says.
‘Rebecca? Don’t worry, I was very wily. She didn’t suspect a thing.’
I hesitate, fingers poised ready to type. There must be a nice way to say it.
‘She sees you as a friend. In a nutshell.’
‘Ah ha. Well that’s fine. So I’m a nut?’
‘Salted or unsalted?’
‘Honey roast. You got style.’
‘She said I’m a honey roast cashew? I’ll take that. How were you so wily?’
‘Just was. Flash of inspiration outside Tesco.’
‘You interviewed her about me outside Tesco? It’s hardly the place…’
‘Be grateful it wasn’t The 99p Store!’
‘I’m sure if she had been feeling more relaxed and comfortable, her answer would have been quite different.’
I’m sure if you had liked me, your answer would have been quite different.