Wembley grinned and nodded, and once he could speak again, he obliged, "So we can wemble, wemble, wemble like this. And when we're wembling south, we don't got feet in our mouth, 'stead we just wemble, wemble, wemble as we kiss," he giggled - okay, so maybe he wasn't as good at this 'quick thinking' business as Gobo.

He had a feeling it wouldn't be a problem, though.