Listen, you. If I thought slicking myself with oil was what you were wishing for, I'd have...

No. Sorry, luv. Not doing it for you or any of the other blokes. I've got enough to be going on with without worrying whether I'll be able to clean the oil out of my wrestling kit.

And, look, it's sweet of you, but honestly, I don't believe for a minute that's how it will turn out, so I'm not going to worry that it'll end up being me. Could it help us get Alice through the voting, though? If you think it's a strategic thing, then I won't speak against you if you put my name in.