Thursday night in central London:



Guy 1: As if it was out of clear blue skies. But you know, I'm not ready to challenge him. Yet.

Tuesday night on the 76 bus on Fleet Street:



Guy on phone: That's delta, charlie, delta.

On the 341 bus to Angel, Sunday morning.


Man on bus to girl companion: But I'm never sure what I can take for it.

On the Metropolitan line, saturday afternoon:


Girl on phone (to bf?): You don't care about that she'll forget about...it's easy with you!