Poshy and David get all gussied up and go to dinner at Cipriani's in London. So they still haven't moved to the U.S.? What are they waiting for, a written invitation? Cause they're going to be waiting awhile.
Ooh, David looks so serious. Wearing a suit and dragging your ferrety wife to dinner is pretty grim business - especially when you'd prefer to be straddling some hot young Greek soccer prodigy. And I don't mean a female one.
