Lenin Mykotes and Komen Yeltsin, addressing everyone in particular and no-one in general, talk amongst themselves and to each other.
MYKOTES:   ! Worry not, Komen     The Pastor, Prague Spring .. all overnight wonders. They'll soon flop, you'll see!
YELTSIN:     I know, Len.   reflective   I think it's time we turned our attention to the goings-on at Kelostemy Inn.
MYKOTES:   Okay. It'll give us some respite from Henry Frog at least.
YELTSIN:    Though He pops up there as well, mind you.
MYKOTES:  You don't say.     pause     What about all the others ?
YELTSIN:    Yes, they're all . .  we're all there, of course.  All at the say-so of Jean Hackman.
MYKOTES:  So ... we'd better let her have her say then . . ......


YELTSIN:    .. When you say that all of them .. us ..  are there ... ! that wouldn't include Jeremy Klarkson, would it? 
                                                             silence
                                                                                                              furtive glances