Spare me the cheap jabs. Just because you've never learnt how to talk to your social superiors. And wherever this backwater is you've come from, if it's across the ocean, I suppose you'd better get started swimming.

[ Valmont's eyes light up for a second when Fret busts out "blackmail", though. There's an idea! ]

No, I didn't, I've been a tad preoccupied, as it happens. Which one were you again?

[ He begins flipping through the pages of his handbook. Mmm, probably not the five-year-old, but you never know. ]