Willow: C'mon mate, wake up, it's all over, you've won, good onya but we'll be back.
Titanic: Uh? Really? Do you mean it's really all over? Thank heavens, I was having delusions.
Willow: Oh, you mean about that barman? 'Nic, I'm pretty sure he wasn't Jesbass but you never know these days with so many Kiwis on the Coast.
Titanic: Whoever it was slipped something into my drink. Crikey, I only had one ... didn't I?
Willow: Jeez, you bloody moron, more like one hundred if you ask me.
Titanic: Whut? Huh? Bugger off Wills. Thanks for waking me up, I was dreaming that I got p1ssed on the beach and was surrounded by people staring, pointing and laughing at me ... it was horrible.
