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wanted, and the balsamic. I love you.

Kate's mum said we didn't

have to bring anything.

I told your father I didn't want

anything for our 20th anniversary.

Oh, quietest fortnight of my life.

Shower, shave. You still here?

All right, all right, I'm going.

Off to get dressed up

like a wazzock.

Ey-up, it lives. Good to have you

back. We thought we'd lost you

there.

See? Told you I could get her up.

See you if you can get it into

the shower, as well. Shut up.

Are you going to this party

thing then, or what?

No, I am not going to the prom.

My powers of persuasion can

only stretch so far.

God. Sorry, did someone

just say something?

Prom? Could you do anything

more sexist and chauvinist?

This isn't America.

Jealous much?

You wouldn't get me to the

prom even if you dragged to it.

If you don't want to go, love,

you don't have to.

You missed lunch, there's

leftovers in the fridge.

You wouldn't go to the prom because

you don't have a boyfriend.

Neither do you! Rach!

Mum, Leah's being a b*tch!

How can I be a b*tch for telling

the truth? Take it back!

What are you, seven years old?

Enough.

Slag. Princess. Lesbian. Loser.

Holy cow, all right!

People. You did get the invites to

Mum and Dad's party, didn't you?

Yeah. The limo's coming at eight

so the party starts at seven.

What, no itinerary?

Actually, yes. Maps and directions.

Just saying, we live next door.

Yes, and I'm just saying you need

to leave plenty of time to get there

so you need to set off

at 6:
55.

OK? And don't make me come

get you, Jack. Mr Grew to you.

There's no mention of the girls.

There's a separate

itinerary for participants.

Rach, you have to come. It'll be fun.

I can't, it's too embarrassing.

That is the most sensible thing

you've said in three days. Leah.

Right, will you at least

do me a favour then?

Can you just put your

dress on for a photo?

Rach!

First day of primary school we had

our picture outside our house.

And the first day of

secondary school.

This is just as important. And you

need to do this for me, please?

Please just do it for me.

I feel stupid.

It'd mean a lot to my mum.

I'm still not going.

Right, I need to go.

More organising to do?

Yes, something like that, bye!

Bye. See ya.

Ethan. Oh, plan A has failed.

So plan B is game-on, and as soon

as I have a plan B,

I will let you know, OK?

Hello.

Now, yours is the

grey dress, isn't it?

I think so.

Most girls could describe

their dress blindfold.

There we are. Lovely, isn't it?

Yeah, yeah, that's the one.

I'm picking it up now, Kate.

Yes, I'm standing in the...

No, I won't let you...

Hiya. Yeah, she's

just picked it, yeah.

Oh, no, it's a lovely choice.

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