R: Zoe, I tell you something and 5 minutes later it's gone, hasn't it. It's like fucking Mission Impossible in this house, isn't it. I feel like adding "This message will self destruct in 5 seconds" after everything I say.
R: What was that, darling?
Z: I was just talking to myself
R: That constitutes an intelligent conversation for you, doesn't it.
Z: When did I last have duck?
R: Was it when you first came over?
Z: Oh no, I was thinking of ostrich.
Z (cleaning teeth): Ow...
R: (in shower): What have you done now?
Z: Almost poked my toothbrush in my eye.
R: How on Earth did you miss that mouth?