Page 149 of Murder in the Family

BILL SERAFINI

So what happened?

‘CHRISTINE’

Around midnight I went outside for a fag. It was bloody freezing but we didn’t allow smoking inside so I didn’t have a choice. A couple of minutes later, there he was.

BILL SERAFINI

He was having a smoke too?

‘CHRISTINE’

No. I offered him one but he said he didn’t. Said he just wanted some fresh air.

BILL SERAFINI

What name did he give you?

‘CHRISTINE’

Ian.

BILL SERAFINI

That’s all?

‘CHRISTINE’

Just Ian. I never knew his surname.

BILL SERAFINI

So what happened next?

‘CHRISTINE’

We got talking, and I let slip it was a bit of a bummer working on my birthday and he insisted on buying me a glass of champagne. We weren’t supposed to drink when we were working but what the hell, I reckon I deserved it.

BILL SERAFINI

So you go back inside?

‘CHRISTINE’

Right. And he gets the fizz—

BILL SERAFINI

Don’t tell me – paying cash?

‘CHRISTINE’

Yup. And then we sit down at the bar and all of a sudden this hen party arrives. Whole bunch of girls with flicky hair and tiaras and skirts up over their knickers and I thought, oh well, it was nice while it lasted.

But it did. Last, I mean. He didn’t seem interested in them. We moved over to a table, and one thing led to another and we ended up back in my flat.

BILL SERAFINI

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