Green Wing2004

Sue White:
Oh, God, you know, I am sorry to drag you in here again, Mac, I know this is boring. Bloody computer virus has wiped off half your record. So, still single, I see, and no-one can understand it! Why you haven't been snapped up is a mystery to me.

Dr. Macartney:
Aha.

Sue White:
[types something into her computer very quickly] God, I want you. Not just sexually, in every way. [fast typing] I want to wake up next to you, watch you sleep, [typing] run my hand over your back and edge forward into regions knowing that my hand could make you feel like no other could. [more typing] Mobile phone number?

Dr. Macartney:
07956, actually, I'm between...

Sue White:
Thighs?

Dr. Macartney:
...networks.

Sue White:
Okay. [typing] And, um... Oh, my God, I want to feel you in my mouth. [typing] House number?

Dr. Macartney:
21.

Sue White:
That's it! That's all we were missing. All righty. Well, you know, you're free to go. See you at the slave auction.

Dr. Macartney:
Yes.

Sue White:
[whispering] I have an unlimited budget!