Stephen Orange: Camera, check. Spade, check. Trowel, check. Let's see, hmm...
Scot-Michael: Hi Stephen Orange! How are you?
Stephen Orange: Busy.
Nicholas: >tut-tut< Manners, Stephen
Stephen Orange: >sigh< If you must know, I am inventorying my archaeological equipment.
Nicholas: Whatever for, Stephen?
Stephen Orange: >sigh< I've been asked by the S.C.S.F.W.F. (Sasha Consortium Searching For Weird Fossils) to join them on a dig. I leave in a week to assist in digging for as yet undiscovered marine fossils.
Nicholas: Well, I'll be blowed!
Stephen Orange: Yes, it's a highly prestigious invitation. I --
Scot-Michael: How do you use this thing?!
Stephen Orange: Hey! Put that down! You're messing up my tools!
Nicholas: Er, come along, Scot-Michael. We'll leave you to it, Stephen.
Stephen Orange: >grumble grumble< ...have to start over...>grumble, grumble<
Nicholas: We'll give you a proper send-off before you leave.
Stephen Orange: No, no, you don't ---
Nicholas: I'll brook no argument! A little knees-up is just what's needed!
Gordon Bennett, this is exciting!
Stephen Orange: >sigh< A party? >sigh< The next week can't pass fast enough.