INT. DAY. LIVING ROOM.
TWO YOUNG WOMEN ARE TALKING.
TRAY:
What's your new bloke like?
SHAZ:
S'alright, nuthin' special. He plays the piccolo, if you know what I mean.
TRAY:
Huh, I've had my fair share of them.
SHAZ:
And what about Dave?
TRAY:
Dave? He's a didgeridoo man.
SHAZ:
He's well hung?
TRAY:
Dunno, We don't have sex, he's humming.