“Where do you get the real Cadbury bars?” “Evelyn’s neighbor has a grandkid currently at university in Ireland who ships cartons of them home a couple times a month. She’ll sell them to you at a twenty percent mark-up unless you agree to receive one of the cartons, in which case she’ll charge you regular price.” My father would choke on his own tongue at the idea of me getting involved with a senior citizen chocolate-smuggling ring.
