!
N: Oh, wow! Someone else who’s terrified of lifts!
G: *stops* Actually I just hate them when they’re moving.
N: *sarcastically* Well that’s OK then.
G: Oh shuddup you. Who’s interview is this, huh? Now. Ever felt the urge to jump off a cliff?
N: Um, no.
G: Really?
N: *worriedly* Yes.
G: Ever stripped off naked in front of more than five girls?
N: *raising eyebrows* Not that I’m aware of.
G: Shame.
N: But I do have this… *delves in bag and pulls out picture of Shane butt naked*
G: *snatches picture* Phhoooooooooarrrr…. Wait, how the heck did you get this? And why do you have it in your bag?! *gets very worried*
N: *sigh* I just found it. And I threatened Shane that I’d give it to someone if he was mean to me.
G: Mmm.
N: It’s the truth!!
G: Uh huh.
N: Growl.
G: Anyway. *wipes away drool*
N: Eww!
G: What now?
N: You drooled!
G: Jeez. Like I said, anyway.
N: Don’t drool on me!
G: GRRR. ANYWAY. Who was the last person you kissed? Hmm?
N: Err, Georgina?
G: Liar.
N: How did you know?!! *sobs*
G: Oh dear God. I was joking.
N: Who blabbed?!!!
G: Help.
N: *crying* Fine, I admit it, it was Shane…
G: WHHAAAAAAAAT?!!!
N: The last person I kissed *sob* was Shane. *sob*
G: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
N: *suddenly getting annoyed* I’m not gay.
G: Well that makes perfect sense.
N: ERGH.
G: Jeez, what now?
N: I just realised something.
G: Uh oh. *shifts slowly away*
N: The last person I kissed was a guy. I’m going to die, and the last person I kissed was a guy. Nooooo…oooo….oooooo…..*breaks down in fit of sobs*
G: Poor Nic….Wait a minute. BUWAHAHAHAHAHAA!!
N: That’s scary. Why are you laughing evilly?
G: Oops. Ahem. Weeeellll……I was just thinking, y’know, we could solve that proble…
N: Is that rescuers I hear??
Rescuer: Weeeee’rrrrreee coooooommmiiiiinnnnnggggggg….
G: Erm, no, of course it isn’t. But… er, haha, you can make the last person you snog female if you like.
N: Really? You mean you’re going to get me out of here?
G: *slams head into lift doors*
N: I think that’ll just give you a big headache actually.
G: I MEANT SNOG ME, YOU DIMMOCK!
N: Oh.
G: Well?
N: No, this is a lift.
G: Grrr. Snog me. NOW.
N: *obeys*
G: *snigger*
Five minutes later.
N: What was that?
G: Er, the lift moving?
Lift doors open out onto ground floor. Lots of people clap. Weirdos.
N: Darn.
G: Haha. Oops.
N: *glares* And you made me snog you.
G: Hehe. Haha. Er. *picture flutters out of hand*
S: *picks it up* WHHHAAATTT??!!!
G: Ohhhh shhhh…..
N & S: *glare*
G: ugggarrr….. *runs*
Nicky and Shane begin hurling various plant pots at me. I run for dear life. WAIIIITTT…
G: *screeches to a halt and picks up large metal thing* Who the hell do you think you are?!
N & S: Gulp.
G: No-one, I repeat, NO-ONE, takes my part at the end of the interview!!!
N & S: Sorry.
G: RRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!
I hurl lots of large metal things at Nicky and Shane. They dive back into the lift. Apparently it got stuck. On the 89th floor. Well, naturally I didn’t know that that red button jammed the lift, did I?