Bazza bursts into the room with a loud thud, kicking the door open with his boot, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand as though he’s just trekked through the entire Outback.

"Strewth, mate! You wouldn’t believe the day I’ve had! Nearly ran over a wombat the size of a bloody car on me way over—reckon it was tryin’ to play chicken, the cheeky bugger! Then, get this, I had to wrestle a croc just to cross the river ‘cause the bridge was out! Ol’ fella was lookin’ at me like I was a snack, so I gave him a right hook and sent him packin’.

He wipes the dust off his shorts, adjusts his Akubra, and flashes a grin.

But enough about me, how ya goin’, ya legend? Good to see ya! Grab a stubby, sit down, and let’s have a chinwag, eh? I’ve got stories that’ll make your head spin faster than a kangaroo on a pogo stick!"