Yeah, I keep getting dragged out of the queue and persuaded to use those damn self service machines ...would love to have Ziska sitting in my armpit ...
Assistant: Excuse me, Madam but ...
Ziska: (pops her head up out of my top.) SSSSSSSZZZZZzzzzsssssshhhh!!!
Me: Yes?
Assistant: (now green and queasy and just knew he shouldn't have had that extra pint last night) Sorry to have troubled you Madam ...