Kolee ?Ynnit (Ms) talks into her burberry phone to The Doc . . ..
K : Hi doc ..     pause    its me ..   Kollee   pause    Kolee ?Ynnit    (ms) 
D : Oh blimey  .  . hello ! Kolee    What brings you to the conference table?
K : pause    . .      ?What you mean
D : smiling   Haven't heard from you for a while
K : Oh yeah  . . Listen doc!      remember?that night u draggd me round the sales up in milton keynes innit
D : Well i don't think  dragged  is quite the right  ..     interrupted
K : butting in    look shurrup ! rite      No  we woz popped into that church selling that stuff off cheep
D : You mean the bazaar ?
K : Bazarr aint the word!!  i'd say  really wackyback'ead ..  kweer as toast ?aint it     
      chuckling to herself    oh u pickd up that morriss dancing kit remember ?!
D : quickly   And your point is?
K : oh yeah.  Well that church . . or wos it ? a skool       thinking  Or wot were it ..   pause
     Anyhoo it was where we saw that PastaFrog innit! ? 
D : Hmm.   It was an outdoor clothes hire shop.   Which just happened to double up as a church.
K : Rite!!    pause           stumbling     what you mean ??  . ..
D : Clothes hire for The Great Outdoors,  Kolee.     The Loan Ranger,  it was called,  if you remember. 
K : oh  ... yeah . .   I mean ...  rite ..  innit ..   yeah  ..      etctetcetc   
As Kolee  bumbles on indefatigably with her story which, in itself, is holy revelatory . . .  The Doc has switched off     indefinitely.