Griff: team lunch tomorrow instead of friday, y’all. muz is leaving tomorrow, so the desk next to piers and i will once again be empty. suggestions for how we use it on a postcard
Oliver Byford: memorial shrine
Muz Ali: I suggest finding bits of hair I’ve shed around the office, and building an effigy. Ceremonial burning to follow shortly afterwards.
Oliver Byford: i was about to say, someone get a lock of his hair whilst he's not paying attention
Mr F: Whisky table
Griff: says the man who doesn’t drink?
Griff: i mean, i’m all up for a whisky table
Oliver Byford: he's got a lisp, he meant a risky table
Muz Ali: He just wants to watch the world burn.
Oliver Byford: take one of the legs away
Lois Clarke: Cake table
Griff: oh man a cake table
Oliver Byford: whisky cake table
Mr F: Board games table
Mr F: For ongoing chess, draft etc games
Anton Sviridov: your ideas are shit.
Lois Clarke: what are your ideas anton?
Mr F: So is your face!
Anton Sviridov: shit too.
Muz Ali: Why would you shit on my desk /after/ I’ve gone? I knew you never liked me much Anton
Anton Sviridov: I did give you that “I don’t like you” postcard on your first day, right?
Muz Ali: Oh, so that’s what it was. It looked like a chimp wrote it.
