- [Glynis at her squeakiest!]
- Ken Boon: Glynis, where are you going?
- Glynis: Well, it's Friday afternoon, Mr Boon.
- Ken Boon: I know it's Friday afternoon.
- Glynis: Well, I always see my acupuncturist on Fridays.
- Ken Boon: Acupuncture?
- Glynis: Mmm. For my back. Oh, he's absolutely marvellous. After half an hour with one of his needles, I feel like a new woman.
- Ken Boon: Listen, love. Can't you arrange it for another day? I mean, Harry's left me here and I can't cope on my own.
- Glynis: Oh, I'm sorry, Mr Boon, but I *did* tell Mr Crawford. I can't miss my appointment.
- Ken Boon: Well, who's going to look after the reception?
- Glynis: He *should* have told you. I've got to go. I'll miss my bus. Otherwise, you know...