*ringing phone*
Voice 1: Yeah?
Voice 2: Oww fanks for answerin’ geeza, know what I mean!
Voice 3: Gimme dat. Where ya been fool? Making us rinse out our credit leavin‘ you messages and dat.
Voice 2: Mr Daws is well on the war path for you bruv yeah.
Voice 1: Coz the bag and that?
Voice 2: What bag? Coz you missed a lesson you cheat…
Voice 3: Gimme dat. The bag weren’t the problem, Teggsy never mentioned it, he bottled it. Oi coming round to mine later to play computa?
Voice 1: Nah man, I’m at home now, I got a business I gotta run.
Voice 3: What business?!
Voice 1: Business that minds its own. *sucks teeth* I’m out.
*hangs up*