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Where are you?
You're gonna throw it at me.
Why would I do that?
I don't trust you.
Yeah you do, you don't trust yourself.
The shot in your mind
needs to be as real as what’s being played on the court.
A carbon copy, from angle, to pace, to positioning.
You imagine the perfect shot, and then you make it happen.
Did that go over?
You there?
Did it go over?
It went in!
D'you know what you are?
You're a fucking superstar.
I'm glad you came over last night.
You hold your breath when you sleep.
Crazy dreams.
I can see that.
- Shit, it's dead. - Oh, I shut it off.
It was buzzing all night.
Hey, you don't need to hide.
You told the truth.
He'll know by now, won't he?
What I've said about him?
Probably.
But you've done nothing wrong.
You don't know me.
I know a lie when I hear one.
Come here.
Wow, you're sweaty!
Sorry.
It's OK, I don't mind.
You said it wouldn't be forgettable.
Now, can I get in on those dreams?
No, no. You lost the French Open.
I remember that very clearly.
Such a fuss about that Pearce girl.
She was nothing special. Nothing at all.
It was five years ago. It's the past, Dad.
Glenn won the French Open four days ago.
With Luca Barzaghi.
What is she saying?
Luca. Luca Barzaghi, Dad.
- Never heard of him. - You have.
Zaneta sent pictures of you two watching the final together.
Remember?
Charles.
Would you like to see some pictures of your grandsons?
They look nothing like you.
Or me, for that matter.
- I'll see you outside. - Yeah.
I don’t know how you ended up with an Arab,
when you were surrounded by the creme de la creme.
I will never apologize for making
that incredible woman my wife.
I'm sorry that you can't remember losing Mum.
I’m sorry that the cells of your brain
aren’t communicating like they used to,
but none of this shit is new to us.
Now, my family and I have moved home.
And you will treat us with respect,
while we try and make just a few happy memories for the boys.
Am I clear?
Hm.
Why do you only show your best
when you're backed into a corner, hm?
Fuck!
You didn’t think you could drop a bomb like that and disappear?
They’re questioning everyone. My mum, Steve.
- It's fucking stupid. - Miss Pearce, this is DCI Shaw.
We’d like you to come down to the station
as soon as possible. You don’t need an appointment,
just give your name at the desk.
- What's wrong? - Why question me again?
Things like this are serious. They take a long time!
What if I made a mistake?
What kind of a mistake?
In telling them. I was really drunk,
- and I was angry, and... - What?
It’s all true. It just suddenly feels...
...really real.
- We could've driven him home. - Busy, busy. Very good.
Did you call a taxi?
No, my daughter driving us home.
- Ah! Apolenka, hi! - Hey!
You’re still driving Dad around. Thought you’d escaped.
Well I have, mostly.
Finally got my little business up and running.
Oh, congratulations! We’ll all come see you soon at Harestock.
Yeah, we'd love that.
Where's my wife?
- It's OK. - Colleen?
- It's OK. We go. - Colleen?
Where is that woman?
We go home now, have some tea.
See you soon, Dad.
- Bye, Zaneta. - Bye.
He really thinks your mum’s still with us.
That's no excuse.
Glenn!
Fucking asshole! Fuck! Did you see him?
- Stop! - Calm down!
Jesus Christ.
Sorry.
Your father is a bigoted coward.
But it's made you a better man.
We should have cancelled lunch.
All it takes is for one person to believe her.
Justine's going to look back on what she said with shame.
Believe me.
She's been sitting on a world of pain,
powerless to change what happened to her.
Then you hit the big time, and...
and suddenly, she sees a way to get back in the picture.
I hate her for it.
But I'd be lying...
...if I said I didn't understand how she got here.
It's just... just very, very sad.
How many people have you spoken to?
Our policy is to start close to home and work outwards.
Have you spoken to Steve O’Callaghan?
We did.
What did he say?
We both kind of fancied him.
She'd tell me about her latest fantasy about him,
and I'd try and top it.
I mean looking back,
it probably wasn’t the healthiest use of our downtime.
Did Glenn know about it?
God, no.
We never did it in front of him.
So far, the statements we've taken
don't correlate with your version of events.
What about my mum?
Look...
...if Justine's not happy with something, she kicks up,
...so everybody knows about it.
She has always been very strong-willed and vocal.
I'm sorry. None of this makes any sense.
Justine, it’s very possible that the evidence just isn’t there
to support your accusations.
What did Glenn say, by the way, about our relationship?
Relationship?
Sorry, I don't really know what to call it.
You made accusations of sexual assault.
Are you now saying that you were in a consensual relationship?
Wouldn't that still be wrong of him?
Like, he was paid to coach me.
Justine, were you forced into sexual activity
against your will?
No.
But he was my teacher?
If you’d been under 16 at the time,
that would’ve been a criminal offence.
She was under 18.
Don’t we have an abuse of trust situation here?
No, an abuse of position of trust, no we don't.
Sports coaches weren’t classed as a position of trust in 2018.
They were exempt from those rules.
- We have no offenses. - So...
What does that mean, "exempt?"
What it means is that consensual relations between a coach
and a player aged 16 to 18 prior to June 2022
aren’t covered by the new legislation.
So there's nothing we can do.
So, with respect, whether your allegations
are true or not, no criminal offense
means no criminal investigation.
You have no case.
I'll be back in a second.
So much for being in my corner.
You haven’t answered my messages.
You fucking sided with Glenn. Sold me out.
Are there sides?
Still in the palm of his hand.
Always knew how to keep you there.
- You attacked him. - What?
Come on. We know you’d be first to tell me
if something happened between you. Really happened.
- Making this up? - Wouldn't lie for anyone.
Wouldn’t have had to lie.
Was a stupid game between you and me.
Not what this is about.
Saw you at the French Open. You kissed him.
Thought he was gonna have a heart attack.
We were sleeping together. We were in love!
- You had fantasies about him. - At first.
You said you knew things went further than they should’ve.
Because you pushed it!
Christ, we both thought he was hot,
but you have to draw a line between what's in your head...
Why can't you believe me?
Because you lie about everything.
- That's not true. - You lie...
...to our clients, and I cover for you.
You lie to Renee, who’s your best friend,
about where you’re going and who you’re with,
because, I don’t know, you’re afraid she’ll judge you.
You lie to me about loving your work,
and I love you for it.
You find an angle that makes life liveable,
and you commit.
But this is going too far.
I found Glenn's watch.
- Whatever this is... - Listen to me.
It was in my flat, the morning after he won the French Open.
Glenn was with Renee that night.
They're sleeping together.
You know, maybe that’s why no-one stood up for me.
Glenn didn't leave France until the morning after the final.
He got into London about 9 a.m. I booked his family's tickets.
Andi was climbing the walls
about him being back in time for the investor meeting.
What you're saying... is impossible.
- That's much better. - OK!
Good. I want nothing short.
When you're in the neutral position,
just turn your grip slightly,
so it's semi...
Did that go in?
No.
Like I said, visualization is incredibly hard.
Well, your confidence exercise just made me feel like shit.
Do we look down on tadpoles for not being frogs?
You calling me a tadpole?
No.
Do you speak to your wife like this?
Look you are improving, so...
with the right conditions, everything is possible.
You'd like to think so.
Bye.
I don't know what's changed.
She's never acted this way before.
It could be nerves.
We'll be in Paris in two weeks.
The French is serious pressure.
Mm.
Look, I'll nip this in the bud today,
- but if she comes to you... - Oh, yeah.
- I'm here for her. - Yeah. Thanks, buddy.
Oh, I thought you were at work.
I just need to stay for a few nights.
You know the police came to see me. The police.
They said you didn't stand up for me.
Stand up? I am furious with you.
How could you destroy all of those good memories?
And the work that people poured into you to push you forward?
- OK. - So glad your dad's not here
to see you do this.
He gave up everything for you!
It looks better. Does it feel better?
You missed all these weeks of rehab.
Now is the time, the only time,
if you wanna play again at that level.
- I don't. - Look, sweetheart.
I know you wanna give up. I know what that's like.
I feel it more often than I want you to know,
but I keep going, for you.
It hurts. I'm telling you, it hurts. And I can't eat!
I can't think!
Do you think some of that pain might be a bit in your head?
You're in my head!
You're all in my head!
Justine, what are you doing? Stop it!
Justine, wait Justine! Stop it!
I shouldn't have said that about your dad.
Do you think it was my fault?
I put him through so much.
Come on, love.
It was a heart attack.
Please don't put that guilt on yourself.
I've tried my best to keep going and you have to, too.
Fuck.
- Hello? - Justine,
are you still at Longwood?
Why would the police pass their files on to Longwood?
Well, just because there isn’t an ongoing criminal case,
it doesn’t mean there wasn’t a breach
of best practice coaching standards.
Obviously, I’m gonna carry out further investigations here,
but there is no doubt in my mind that your allegations
should be followed up with a disciplinary hearing.
- A hearing? - It's the best thing to do,
and the right thing to do.
You see, Justine, it is crucial to me and to Longwood,
to reach the truth of what actually happened
between you and Glenn.
Would we be in the same room?
Yes, I'm afraid so.
But you can bring a friend for support on the day.
In the meantime, I understand sharing a workspace with Glenn
might make you uncomfortable,
so maybe you’d like to just take a short break from work?
It’ll be paid of course.
Sure, fine.
What should I be doing?
Well, I think you should go through your statement.
Make sure that the dates,
and details of your allegation are correct.
I’ve reached out to the British Tennis Association,
and they have a huge amount of support available.
So they will be getting in touch.
Why? What about?
Well, maybe...
...you’d like to speak to a professional
about how you’re feeling.
- If this hearing happens... - Mm-hm.
- ...and I win... - Mm-hm.
...then everyone will know that I'm not lying.
Of course.
OK, thank you.
There’s no rest for these French Open champions...
Ah! That's good!
I got you there.
- Let's go again. - Yeah.
That's good!
Shoulders back. Let's speed it up a bit, yeah?
Yeah, I know.
Let's run it again.
You've gotta use your legs more.
What the hell?
Do you know how worried I've been?
Sorry, I went a bit crazy.
No shit!
What happened at the Gala?
- Did I do something? - No, you didn't...
You didn't do anything.
Right.
So...
...what's all this stuff you've been saying about Glenn?
No, that's different. That's all true.
Longwood are taking it really seriously, actually.
There's gonna be a hearing.
But...
...all these years, you never told me any of it.
Yeah...
It was a secret.
He was my coach, and...
...he didn't want anyone to know,
and then...
...when it was over, neither did I.
The police came and asked me about it.
I didn’t know what to say.
Don’t worry, nobody backed me up.
But I didn't have a clue!
When you were on tour, I didn’t hear from you for months,
and when you got back, all you did was train.
Maybe if we’d seen each other more,
you’d have told me something then.
But you didn't.
No, I didn't.
Well...
...I couldn't help, because I didn't know.
But I'm here now.
Where’s your coach? It’s qualifiers next week.
Oh, Sarah’s mum’s not well.
She said two days, but it’s been four.
I’m doing my best, but I’m on my own.
You can’t be without a coach, it’s the championships.
You’ve a good chance of qualifying this year.
I know, but there's no-one else.
Maybe I could train with you?
- Are you serious? - Yeah, course.
- Really? Yes? - Yes.
- Yes! - Of course. Of course I will.
Quick feet! Quick steps!
Small steps! Feed her back hand!
Shot!
Good, Rae! Good!
I haven't told Luca yet.
I don't blame you.
But you'll have to come to the hearing.
Yeah, obviously, we've got to engage.
The way to beat Sophie,
jam her up the body on your serve,
wide in the point, couple dropshots, keep her guessing.
- Backhand slice... - To take her strike away.
Exactly right.
In the world we’re living in right now,
I’ll need more than my word to defend myself.
Yes, Rae. This is gonna get you loads of followers
Let's do one more. You ready? Turn, go.
If you can't disprove Justine’s allegations,
then that shadow is gonna be hanging over you.
And if our financiers...
Let's not get ahead of ourselves here.
OK! That was pretty good!
This isn't about guilt and innocence, it’s about risk.
And the possibility that Longwood
put a young player in a dangerous situation.
So we need watertight confirmation that we haven’t.
And so will the panel.
I understand.
Dude!
Thought that was gonna look so shit!
Justine!
The police might've closed down their investigation,
but a witness could come forward at any time.
So, erm...
...if anything did happen between you and Justine,
it's absolutely essential that you tell me everything now.
Nothing ever happened between myself and Justine.
Good.
That's all I need to know.
Game, first set, Montero.
Time.
Come on, Rae.
Out!
Out!
Love-15.
You lose the power in your shots when you overthink.
Like what we were talking about.
Your thinking self, versus your playing self.
Well, your playing self is the tennis star.
It's primal.
And it knows exactly what your body needs to do to win.
Ladies and gentleman, play is suspended.
You win this match and you're there.
Why did it have to be Sofia?
She's all over me. Can't find a way in.
You're so focused on the final score,
you don’t even know what’s happening.
- That's not true. - What nuts did you just eat?
- Stop being stupid. - You don't know,
you weren't in the moment, you didn't taste them.
- They're just nuts. - Every point's just a point
until you win the match.
- Out! - Yes!
So close.
- Yes! - 15-love.
Come on, Renee!
Fucking killing it.
40-15.
Yes!
Game, set and match, Okoye.
Two sets to one, 2-6, 7-5, 6-4.
Oh my God!
I’m actually going to my first Grand Slam!
Oh my God!
I think we can make it.
Oh my God!
I’m going to work it, because I’m the best.
We’re the best! We did it! I’m a bad bitch.
- You are a bad bitch. - I am a...
I fully thought we were gonna miss that bus.
Me too.
I was gonna ask you, actually...
They said I could bring someone to the hearing tomorrow,
and I wondered if maybe you’d wanna come?
I wasn’t gonna ask you,
until you were through the third round.
What?
Glenn's the co-director of Longwood.
Oh shit, yeah.
Yeah, no. That's fine.
- It's really fine. It's good. - No, of course.
- Of course I'll come. - You sure?
Yeah.
Hey, Luca. Er, just a quick reminder,
I’ll be off the radar for a few hours this afternoon.
We have a meet and greet at the kids’ school.
So I will see you at Queens.
Alright buddy, take care.
All you have to do...
...is tell the truth.
Yeah.
My name is Diane Gough.
I’m a local magistrate, and the chair of this panel.
Alongside me today is Dr. Mark Loftus,
and veteran tennis professional, Tony Kaye.
A safeguarding officer, Leslie Knee, is also present.
Miss Pearce.
The first time you allege intercourse occurred
between yourself and Mr Lapthorn,
what was the date?
February 9th 2018.
In St. Petersburg.
You were 16?
- Yes, correct. - And the final time?
My birthday, 1st June 2018.
During the French Open?
Yeah, it was the, erm...
The night...
...before my final match.
How many times did you and Mr Lapthorn
have intercourse over these months?
Er...
Forty, fifty times.
At the time Justine alleges these transgressions occurred,
I was many months pregnant with our second son.
Our firstborn, Alex, was almost two years old.
Would it be correct to assume there were minimal opportunities
to observe your husband
and Miss Pearce together at that time?
Yes, they were training constantly.
But what I can say, is that Glenn and I have
always shared a wonderful, satisfying sex life.
When you first had intercourse, who initiated it?
He did.
He took my virginity.
Is there anything you'd like to add
about how that occurred?
Sorry, I don’t really want to talk about this
in front of everyone.
Justine and I made up fantasies about Glenn.
What was the nature of these fantasies?
Sexual.
Usually, erm, casting Glenn as the dominant sexual partner.
You say you witnessed Miss Pearce make...
...spontaneous sexual overtures to Mr Lapthorn.
I did.
- But you never saw Mr Lapthorn behave in a similar way.
- I did not. - Miss Pearce told you stories,
cast as fantasies.
If indeed her claims are accurate,
do you think she would’ve felt safe or comfortable
telling you the truth?
I can't be sure of that.
No.
Do you have any notes from Mr Lapthorn?
Any emails or photographs that could confirm
this alleged sexual relationship?
He made me get rid of everything.
And did the police find any witnesses
who could corroborate your claims
that you had a sexual relationship with Mr Lapthorn?
No.
In the timeline of alleged events that you’ve prepared,
I note three dates where you allege
sexual relations took place, when Mr Lapthorn
was either with his family... or out of the country.
I don't have my diaries from 2018.
That is indeed unfortunate.
I tried my best.
Miss Pearce...
...you went through a serious trauma
at the exact time you allege your sexual relationship
with Mr Lapthorn ended.
Yep, my wrist.
It would be understandable if you felt
reparations of some kind were due to you.
Especially in the light of your ex-coach’s recent success.
Well, yeah.
But the fact is...
...they're not.
All of which leads me to conclude,
that the accusations you’ve made against Glenn Lapthorn
are not just baseless, but completely fabricated.
A revenge mission to bring unfair defamation upon him,
driven solely by dissatisfaction and spite.
Mr Lapthorn, in your own time,
can you tell us your side of the story?
Well, erm...
First...
...I would like to say how sorry I am...
...that this is all happening.
If I could live those months again,
I would do things entirely differently.
Perhaps I would even have removed myself
from the French Open.
At this stage, there’s nothing I can say
to disprove anything that she’s told you here today.
Nothing at all.
But...
...what I do have here...
...is a sequence of emails,
exchanged between myself and David Tillett,
the former Head of Longwood Academy,
from February to May 2018,
which could lend some valuable context.
And David is on-site.
This isn’t how the system works.
The deadline for the submission of materials...
I am aware, and I can only apologize.
David was on a retreat until late last night,
and Longwood wanted to hold this hearing quickly,
so I did what I could within the time limits,
but I do feel that that material is vital...
...to the proper outcome of this hearing.
Mr Tillett...
...emails between yourself and Mr Lapthorn
have been presented at a rather unfortunate stage
in the process.
Yes well,
I was on a diving trip in Costa Rica,
and I find it much easier to keep my phone off,
now I’m retired.
These emails chart an open and seemingly honest discussion
about certain challenges that presented themselves
in the months of training,
leading up to the French Open in 2018.
Yes, Glenn told me about some inappropriate verbal
and physical overtures.
Inappropriate in what way?
Sexual overtures made by Justine,
starting around this time.
We discussed the option of replacing Glenn as her coach,
but there were availability issues.
Of course, it’s an extremely busy time,
with the French and then our own grand slam on its heels.
We also talked about the ramifications
for Justine’s mental stability, her confidence.
We agreed the best course of action
was to stay in contact, guarantee full disclosure,
bring in hitting partners on a daily basis,
to minimize one-on-one situations,
and to monitor the tournament responsibly.
That was my decision, as the Head of Longwood Academy.
Thank you, Mr Tillett.
That's her career gone.
The panel will now retire
for a short time to deliberate.
Please stay on Longwood grounds...
Can't go back in there.
I offered to talk to the police.
Apparently, my opinion's useless.
But I never trusted Glenn.
- Why? - He doesn't love the game,
he loves the power.
People like that are dangerous.
What am I gonna do if they all side with him?
Well, don’t hang on like this old warhorse.
I am of course the world’s biggest hypocrite,
but there is life beyond Longwood.
- We're nearly there? - Yeah.
This panel finds insufficient evidence
to bring any disciplinary measures or sanctions
against Mr Glenn Lapthorn or Longwood Academy
with regard to the allegations of inappropriate sexual conduct
made by Miss Pearce.
It's alright.
Sure.
Glenn is a huge part of Longwood’s future.
And he’s going to be spending a great deal of time
here at the Academy.
I just wanna be anywhere else.
Of course.
Now, listen.
You have been a valuable member of our team,
and your history here is one that we’re proud of.
And I’m sure that everyone who knows you
will try and forgive you, in time.
But someone who makes false claims of this nature
can be seen as a liability.
- Am I being fired? - No, no. Absolutely not.
But I can open another door for you here.
I'm in a position...
...to offer you a redundancy package.
Financial security,
and a chance to restart somewhere else.
How much?
18 months at your current salary.
And... a reference.
Justine, now the panel have ruled,
I think you’ll understand that we do not want these allegations
to come back.
So we would ask you to sign an NDA.
Why don't you have a proper read of the terms,
and send it back for my attention.
It's the last thing I wanna do now.
I wish I could take you home.
Luca won't be speaking to me if I'm late for dinner.
Go.
Give him my best.
See you later.
Oh, hey. Steve.
That couldn't have been easy in there.
It was a nightmare.
Er, look, those things that I said...
Hey, none of that matters.
Days on tour can really drag.
We all have mad thoughts.
Just hope she can get through this in one piece.
Yeah.
Anyway, I'll see you later.
Get in.
Let me find somewhere we can talk.
I know...
...that once you've got an idea in your head,
you won't be stopped.
But they destroyed you in there, Justine.
You forced me to be part of it.
Who the fuck are you, anyway?
You got old...
...and colorless.
I remember when you were really someone.
Let me guess, that was down to you?
Yeah.
We broke each other, but we made each other.
You see...
...what I think is happening here,
is you are...
...conflating the memory of me,
with the feeling of playing your best game,
and you would have done that with any decent coach.
Where are the cameras, Glenn? There’s no panel now.
You told me that what we had was everything.
Yeah, it was really intense.
It was a mad high that swallowed us up for a while.
No, you swallowed me up.
Because everything was on the line,
my life was about to change.
Us having sex was the reason
you crashed out of the French? That's crazy!
I know it was the reason why we even got so far.
Why did you tell them nothing happened between us?
What did you want?
For me to tell them all our secrets?
It would destroy my career, my family.
What would that give you?
Maybe I'd know I wasn't fucking crazy!
What were all those emails about?
They were keeping us safe! Both of us safe!
I don't care about being safe!
- I loved you and you told me... - I know, and I did.
I did, and I meant it.
But we made our decisions, Justine.
We can't just go back on them now.
Don't you understand?
You wanted this more than I did, and then I wanted it.
And after your injury, you pushed me away!
You let everything that we built together,
years of work, just collapse.
Evaporate.
You can’t just come back and kick all this shit up for me now
because you’re hurting. I was hurt. You fucking hurt me!
I'm sorry.
I really don't want us to think badly of each other, Justine.
I would like...
...for us to put all this behind us, for good.
...your thinking self versus your playing self.
Your playing self is the tennis star.
It's primal.
And it knows exactly what your body needs to do to win.
I don't know, I just keep thinking...
No, no, don't! Don't think!
Stop thinking! Your brain will undermine you.
It's like, the best athletes in the world,
they know how to hand the reins to their talent.
Look, I get it. I...
To let go,
to let the tennis happen is the hardest thing.
But I'm fearless.
- Oh yeah? - Yeah.
Isn't that what the press love about me?
Prove it then.
What are you doing?
Justine, come back and sit on the bed.
Justine, be careful.
No, no Justine. What are you doing?
Hello, St. Petersburg!
Hey, hey, hey!
That's it.
♪ There’s blood on the mountain ♪
♪ I've eaten my share ♪
♪ I can't look down ♪
♪ There's snow in your hair ♪
♪ Your friends have told you ♪
♪ They'll buy up your bones ♪
♪ You just have to ask ♪
♪ To pay what you owe ♪
- Did that go in? - No.
Your confidence exercise made me feel like shit.
Do we look down on tadpoles for not being frogs?
You calling me a tadpole?
No.
Speak to your wife like this?
I don't know what's changed.
She never acted this way before.
I think it could be nerves.
- Didn't look like nerves. - Hm.
- You need to say something. - Er, yeah!
Yeah. Look, I'll nip this in the bud today,
- but if she comes to you... - Oh, don't worry, don't worry.
- I'm here for her. - Yeah.
- Thanks, buddy. - All right.
I'll see you later.
You're still in the palm of his hand.
He always knew how to keep you there.
Hi, good to see you.
- Glenn! - Hello! Good to see you both.
Give me one moment, I'll be back.
Luca!
Ah, there he is!
- Charming everybody, as usual. - Yeah.
You didn't need me here at all.
Which incidentally is all I heard
from my sons all afternoon.
- Uh-huh. You're here now. - Woo!
- A hundred percent. - Good.
You know I don't like being made a dog's ass.
Hm?
All these other coaches sniffing around.
You win the French, it's gonna happen, buddy.
Yeah.
Was there... a serious approach?
Have a drink, man.
I'm just razzing you.
- You fucker. - Hey, how's it going?
Dinner is served.
If you could make your way through here, please.
Hey, how you doing?
- Ah! Love this! - Good to see you again.
Hello!
Great to see you all.
- Glenn! Good, thank you. - How are you?
- Good. - Sit yourself down here.
- Ah, look! How are you? - Hey, man!
- Are we sitting together? - Very good to see you.
- Cheers, cheers. - How is life?
Really good. We're just working hard.
- He's fit, he's healthy. - Luca's doing great.
Yeah, really great. Really great.
- Congratulations. - How are things with you?
Mm! Thank you.
Hi! I'm Glenn.
I know who you are.
And what do you do?
I make people like you look good.
Oh, God!
I thought you meant make-up.
- I'm Mikki. - Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
- Cheers! - Cheers!
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