Thalia, my snakey-hipped darling, how wonderful of you to grace my humble abode with your presence... um... and Jason's! Just pop him over there in the corner, dear, I'm sure there'll be a rat along for him very soon, if Stringy hasn't caught them all yet. And just ignore that weird foreigner smirking over there - I've warned him if he gets gobby he'll get utilised as a feather duster.

*waves arms about, proudly indicating the rather shabby but hopefully welcoming surroundings, then dashes over to the couch and plumps the cushions up invitingly* So what do you think of my little batchelor pad? Come and sit here on the couch and tell me some scandalous gossip from the glitzy world of showbiz...