A nice natter

I don't do small talk. I don't know how to do it, and besides it's irritating. Last night one customer started talking to me when I'd stopped playing. He came the 'superior intelligence' bit, but needless to say he was onto a loser. He bought me a pint and apologized for his earlier ''mischievous'' remarks. I ain't in the least bit bothered. The pint soon put things right.