EARLY 1960s LIVERPOOL. CILLA'S PARENTS' SOFA. INT. NIGHT
CILLA AND BOBBY ARE CUDDLING IN THE FIRELIGHT.
BOBBY: Cilla, you know when we're married and all that?
CILLA: Worra bout it?
BOBBY: Will you give us blow job?
CILLA: Course I will.
BOBBY: It's just that I've been worrying. I don't think it's gonna work. I think it might be too big.
CILLA: Gerra way! You lads are always bragging about the size of your dicks!
BOBBY: I was talking about yer nose.
ENDS.
