Freddie: So, how was your bath? Effy: What bath? Freddie: The one you popped home to take about three months ago. Effy: Right. I went to Italy. Freddie: Italy? Effy: Si. How was your summer? Freddie: Not bad. Got chlamydia. Effy: Wow. Exotic. Freddie: That’s what I said! Then I realized Cook had it as well and didn’t feel quite so special. Effy: I bet it liked you more. So, who gave it to who? Freddie: We didn’t. There was an intermediary. Effy: And you’re all… clear now? Freddie: Oh! Yeah. Fine now. Clear as a bell. Not sure about him, though. Effy: It’s you I spent all summer thinking about.