I wouldn't take such a thing lightly. A filly's hair is typically a feature very dear to her. No chap who value his teeth in the proper order would jest.

[Bertie snorts at the mention of language.]

I can assure you, I'm speaking the King's E. But to return to the original intent of this missive, I think I'm needed for a spot of weather.

[He looks off the scroll and waves.]

Just a moment! It's been brilliant talking to you, Gary. Best of luck with everything. I'm sure you'll sort it out before you can say lickety-split.