A REALLY GOOD IDEA

The lift floor was covered, apart from the near left corner, with what smelled like cider.
On the way the lift stopped a few floors down there was a man, a woman. I tucked into the corner and they got in next to me.
‘One of them must’ve missed their mouth,’ he said between the two of them.
‘Missed their mouths?’ she said, sniggering.
I smiled to myself trying to think of something witty to say.
- four to go -
‘Someone should buy them,’ he said, ‘one of those Tommee Tippee mugs to drink from,’ he said.
- two -
Having turned my head to deliver the line, I said, ‘That’s a really good idea.’