WOMAN:
Excuse me, are you Romesh Ranganathan?
ROMESH:
The one and only... seriously, I've checked.
WOMAN:
Oh my God, I'm a huge fan of your currency!
ROMESH:
My what?
WOMAN:
Oh come on, I don't have to spell it out, do I?
ROMESH:
Well, actually that would be helpful.
WOMAN:
Look, I'm talking about B-I-T-C-O-I-N.
ROMESH:
Who told you about that?
WOMAN:
You did! Oh come on, you must remember the text?
ROMESH:
Err... no?
WOMAN:
Well, then allow me to remind you. (READS) 'I da man! I da man dat invented Bitcoin, bitch! Love Rommy.'
ROMESH:
Ah! I actually meant to send that to my wife.
WOMAN:
And the nude selfie?
ROMESH:
Listen, if you're trying to blackmail me...
WOMAN:
Look, I'm not gonna... wait, how much ARE you worth?
ROMESH:
Well, put it this way... I'm employed by Radio Four Xtra.
WOMAN:
Ouch.
ROMESH:
Tell me about it.
WOMAN:
Okay look, just answer me this... if you invented the world's most infamous currency, then why don't you claim credit for it?
ROMESH:
Well, because I'm a painfully humble man, who's utterly bereft of ego.
WOMAN:
I was actually hoping for an honest answer.
ROMESH:
Alright look, the real reason I won't 'come out'... is because I have enough trouble getting through airports as it is!
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