Jo : Sure you wouldn't like a coffee while you're waiting?
Monsieur Lavalle : Thank you, no.
Jo : I hear you beat us at football last night. Two-one, wasn't it?
Monsieur Lavalle : Yes. England were very good, but France were better.
Rod : Morning, Jo. See the match last night? French up to their usual tricks. Morning, did you see it? That was never a penalty; the frog took a dive. Oh, my leg, my leg, I have broken my leg. I tell you, we buy their smelly cheese from their smelly farmers, and the French stitch up up every single time. I'm sorry; you are, um?
Jo : Monseiur Lavalle from Bob-a-Lux toys in Lyon, France.
Rod : Mind you, it's the Germans that are the real menace. I mean, they've stitched us up every time.
Jo : And this is Herr Munt. From their Munich office.