*Lill and Jill are at Lillian’s Gran’s house for Easter dinner*
Lill: Jillian what the hell?! You are not texting under my Gran’s dinner table like some asinine teenager.
Jill: Erm…no, just checking work email is all.
Lill: Yeah, sure you are – lemme see…
Jill: *Gasp* No Lill, wait!
Lill: *Snigger* Right, cause sexting under my Gran’s table is now part of your job description…who do you have to send dirty messages to anyways?
*Beeping noises from the kitchen*
Lill’s Nan: Alfie turn off that phone! For goodness sake it’s Easter dinner!
Jill: *Crosses arms* Yes Jillian…for goodness sake…