GS: "Ah, Andy. Thanks for coming. Managed to cancel your doctor's appointment then?" AR: "I didn't have a doctor's...oh, I see. You're trying do do irony." GS: "No, actually, I was being sarcastic. I don't know what 'irony' means. If I was asked, I'd lean towards 'pertaining to iron'. If I knew what pertaining meant." AR: "Look, can we just get down to business? I've got a team to manage, you know? I just need another look at Danny and maybe you can release some of those funds you've been talking so publically about to maybe tempt him to sign up for 10 minutes?" GS: "Yes, about you making signings..." AR: "Eurgh. Who made this cuppa? It's f**king awful." GS: "My PA did. She makes a very good cup of tea." AR: "No she doesn't. It tastes like piss." GS: "If you're going to take that attitude..." AR: "You want to get Dave Allen's PA in. She's great, so he tells me. Excellent at making both tea and coffee, and a dab hand at toast, too." GS: "I'm very happy with my PA, thankyou." AR: "The chairman at Wolves - his PA can make tea, coffee, espresso, and does both Pitman and Teeline shorthand. You want to take a look at her too." GS: "Oh, I see. Now who's doing irony?" AR: "Not irony at all. There's an element of satire, definitely." GS: "What's the crux dessucata got to do with anything?" AR: "Ah, very good. A bit of a comic satire/saltire misunderstanding. Strange that you know what a saltire is but don't know what irony means, though. Or pertaining." GS: "Enough of this. Look Andy, I'd like to thank you for your efforts at the club..." AR: "You're firing me, aren't you?" GS: "Kudos on the precognisience. Saved me having to say all that crap about how much I respect you, which I obviously don't." AR: "The feeling's mutual, believe me." GS: "Well, bye then." AR: "Hang on. But before I go, let me tell you about loyalty, about pride, stability, achievement, living on past glories, undermining confidence and all the other things that are wrong with this club. Word gets around. You'll be lucky to get a manager within a 100 miles of this place, the way this club treats them." GS: "Don't you worry about that. It's already sorted. I have a person in mind. I know people will say I've gone for the cheap option, but they always say that. I'm ready for the flak, and so's she." AR: "She?" GS: "Yes, she. My PA. She's already accepted the position as first team manager, and the guy who stands behind the goals in the keeper's shirt and the gloves will be assistant manager." AR: "You're mad. What do they know about football?" GS: "Who cares? So long as they buy the players I suggest, that'll do for me. Now get out of my office." AR: "What about paying me off for the remainder of my contract." GS: "You just drunk that." AR: "Oh B*ll*cks."
