EXT. A RESTAURANT IN LONDON'S FASHIONABLE BRICK LANE - EVENING
A group of writers, some writer/actors and a producer are gathered together for a nice chat.
ME: ... and we're having the scan next week, so we can tell what it'll be.
PRODUCER: You mean like whether it's going to be an elf or a pixie?
ME: Ha ha ha. (explains) She's saying that because I live in Cornwall.
PRODUCER: Or a leprechaun.
PRODUCER: Or one of those talking tree things from Lord of the Rings.
ME: An Ent?
PRODUCER: What's an Ent?
ROB: A posh insect that only hangs around really expensive picnics.
ROB, by the way, is currently starring in a PC World advert, with a family WHICH IS NOT HIS REAL FAMILY, pretending to care how much he spends on computers ROB DOES NOT CARE HOW MUCH HE SPENDS ON COMPUTERS.
I just think people should be warned, that's all.