Secret Smile Page #7

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- He didn't chuck me.

- Whatever. He's a loser.

Who? Not me, I hope.

My God! What happened?

I got mugged last night.

- Sh*t! Are you all right?

- Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Sorry. This is Laura. This is Tony.

Yeah, it was in the underpass,

just coming back from your place.

I was just about to reach the platform,

when someone...

Anyway, I'm much more interested

in your gossip.

Who's the loser, and who chucked who?

I'll er... get a round in.

You want a drink, mate?

Er... yeah, lager. Cheers.

We were talking about Miranda's sister.

Have you met her?

No.

And her boyfriend.

They're going to stay with Miranda.

- Did he take anything?

- Just my wallet.

Did you see his face?

So, what the problem with them staying?

My flat's tiny. I don't want them there.

- Miranda doesn't like Brendan.

- I gathered that.

- Why?

- Oh, I used to go out with him for a bit.

- Go out with him?

- Yeah.

And now he's marrying her sister.

- It's a good punchline, isn't it?

- Yeah. One of the best.

So how long were you together,

you and this Brendan?

Oh, only about 10 days.

- What's wrong with him?

- Everything.

Wow!

Ooh, it's lovely. What a great view.

Yeah, it's not bad.

- Can I get you anything?

- No, I'm all right, thanks.

That'll do it. If you start unpacking,

I'll let her know we're here.

OK.

Hi, Miranda. We're here.

- Yeah Come up

- OK.

- There's the last two bags.

- Is that it?

Yeah. I'll go and lock the car.

So, how are we going to do this?

Do what? Just put your stuff wherever.

Oh, look.

That's the same stuff

you used to have on your bed.

Do you know, I'm the only person who can

compare you and Kerry... in every way.

Well, apart from that other guy

when you where 18.

What was he called? Mike, wasn't it?

Yeah.

You're right to let Kerry stay.

You owe her big time.

- Look who I found on the way up.

- Troy, help your mother.

Surprise. We got wine. We got food.

I'm sorry. I've arranged to go out.

But... come on in.

Make yourselves at home.

Right. In the kitchen. Come on, guys.

Oh, Miranda, darling.

Let me get you another drink.

Oh, I won't actually. I'm going to go now.

Er... well, Nick rang

while you were getting ready.

- Change of plan.

- What? Why didn't you tell me?

- You should have told us.

- Yeah, invited the new man for dinner.

What?

He should be here any minute.

Hi. Come in.

- I'm sorry about this.

- No, don't worry.

- Erm... you've already met Troy.

- Hi.

And this is Derek and Marcia,

my mum and dad.

- Hi, Nick. Nice to meet you.

- Hello, Nick.

And my sister Kerry and Brendan.

Hi.

That's a nasty bruise you got there.

Been beating him up again, Mirrie?

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