2021. Alison and Shona are sheltering in their local Wetherspoons on a wet Saturday afternoon. Drinking Pomegranate Spritzer and Arctic Berry Non-Alcoholic Lager, respectively.
Shona: So we’re sitting on the sofa and Rick is rubbing my feet while we watch this old film, Black Book, about the Dutch resistance in World War II…
Alison: I’ve seen that. By the Basic Instinct bloke.
Shona: Guy is obsessed with snatch. Not enough he got Sharon Stone flashing her kidneys back in my Mum’s day, here he’s got the heroine dying her pubes blonde so the Nazi she’s shagging doesn’t realise she’s a Jew.
Alison: But he spots her roots when she’s going down on him and realises the collars don’t match the cuffs…
Shona: Which is where the argument began.
Alison: Why?
Shona: Rick says, no way. No way would the Nazi notice that then, not when she was about to – his mind would so be on other things.
Alison: Hmm. Male perspective.
Shona: And even if he did notice it, Rick says, no way would he challenge her at that moment. He’d happily wait until she’d…
Alison: Until he’d…
Shona: Exactly. So anyway, I try to explain to Rick, he’s not taking into account the sheer depth of racial hatred the Nazis had for the Jews.
Alison: It’s hard for us to comprehend.
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