I’ll take a chance. You’re lying.
HANNAH Valentine. He’s at Oxford, technically.
BERNARD Yes, I met him. Brideshead Regurgitated.
HANNAH My fiancé. She holds his look.
BERNARD (Pause) I’ll take a chance. You’re lying.
HANNAH (Pause) Well done, Bernard.
BERNARD Christ.
HANNAH He calls me his fiancée.
BERNARD Why? HANNAH It’s a joke.
