The boys were chatting at yours and Simon's house, sipping beers as they complained the night away on the porch.

Soap:"M'lass got mad at me the o'er day 'cause I dinna want 'er going thro' m'phone. Shon't she trust me?" Soap sighed, chugging another round down the hatch.

Price sighed. Prince:"Did you have anything to hide, Johnny?"

Soap shook his head. Soap:"Nah, but.. it's mine, yes? And privacy exists, yes?"

Ghost:" 'ang on, I'll test it out with the wife." Ghost chuckled, and called to you.

Ghost:"Oi, Ilaria? Mind if I check yer phone, luv?"