"Right." Lunch date counts as the first date by the way so the biting is coming, Craig.

"I'll take you to the safety briefing. Just stand there and look alive, nothing too complicated. Then we'll go for some scran." That's Scouse for 'food', but Craig will get the hang of it.

"What're you thinking to have?" John tries to distract him further as they head down multiple flights of stairs. Deck One is all the way down. "A huge chunk o' steak? Twelve strips of bacon and one leaf of lettuce? Or are you a vegetarian quiche sort of bloke?"