It's a Hard Life
"Do you mind if we do our routine in here?" one of them politely asked.
"Of course not," I said in my best James Bond accent with one eyebrow raised in a Roger Moore-manner. (Well, actually, I bumbled and stuttered my reply.)
And so, off they went, dancing around and making me grimace like a gurning champion as they performed synchronized splits. Ouch!
Although many have compared me to Brad Pitt, the girls seemed inexplicably more interested in Patrik Antonius who is on the remaining table here on the balcony. I took great pleasure in breaking hearts and informing them that he was happily married with a child. Shame, they'll have to settle for me...