We know precisely who you are, you may do, and I’m asking you to leave, Mr Fones.

I want to see the MANAGER, NOW!!!

The manager isn’t available right now.

I want to see the MANAGER, RIGHT NOW!!!

This performance, this outburst is upsetting other staff and diners and it’s not the first time, is it Norb?

You’re really asking ME, Norb Fones, to leave?

No Mr Fones. I’m now actually telling you to leave. I’m the new owner of ‘Flossmirror’ and we’re not putting up with any more of your bullying, hectoring, disgusting behaviour. As well as changing our ghastly name, we’re doing a spot of spring cleaning too, so OUT YOU GO…

I’ll destroy you. I command an audience of millions!! MILLIONS!!!

Well, we don’t need millions of bigoted morons rocking up here, so you and your friend, who’s incidentally just returning from the bathroom, can s-o-d right o-f-f.

Vell Norb, theeese has been luvelee.

Just had a call from Henry, dear Leni, and we need to meet him back at the ranch…err presto…