Strictly Confidential

Major Rory McQuarry:
Now, Grimshaw, to work. First things first... now the eh, factory canteen

Grimshaw:
Well? What about it?

Cmdr. Bissham-Ryley:
Much against our will, we have decided personally to sample everything supplied to the workers

Grimshaw:
Oh, you have

Major Rory McQuarry:
Army marches on its stomach, you know. We'll start off with bacon and eggs, kippers, kedgeree, kidneys on toast, smoked haddock, a small but succulent steak with mushrooms and tomatoes and, maybe, a small mixed grill and finish with coffee, toast and marmalade. Then we'll discuss the little matter of luncheon.

Grimshaw:
Oh, you will

Cmdr. Bissham-Ryley:
Our employees are going to be well and adequately fed

Major Rory McQuarry:
We're going to knock the stuffing out of that old canteen, right away

Grimshaw:
You're going to have a bit of a job.

Cmdr. Bissham-Ryley:
Oh, why?

Grimshaw:
Because the canteen was closed two years ago by popular vote