"Haway Dannii pet."
"G'day Chezza darlin'."
"So thee sez it's like fookin Rock Week an' that, pet, man, woman. What yuz doin', like?"
"Harharhar! If I tol' yer that, cobber, I'd have ter blaaaady kill yer!"
"Ohh.... reet. Ah wuz thinkin' of mebbe like a reeely rock vershun of uz big hit 'Sexy Nooo Noooo Nooo Pet Noooo Noooo' fer Kateee? Do yuz think that'd wuurk like?"
"Yeeeah, I think it'd be kinda blaaady appropriate."
"Yuz got any of yuz big hits yuz can get all yuz boys to do, Dannii pet...? Oaah, yuz oaanly got Matt left, havvun yuz?"
"Yeeeeah, thanks for remindin' me, daaarlin'."
"Mebbe he cud do 'Divvun Wanna Lose This Feelin' like. That wuz good that. Ah almost bought that. That wuz the last Top Ten hit yuz had heah, wazzun it, Dannii? And wuz that in... two thoosand and three? Ah think it was, pet. Ah's had twenty-fooer Top ten hits ah has, if yous count all them Gorls Are Loud ones an' me oown what ah co-wroote honest pet."
"I daaaan wanna be rude, but have you not got any blaaaddy shampoo you can git on with advertisin', mate?"
"Noooo pet man, ah's finish all that fer now. Ah'm concentratin' on gettin' Ch- ah mean, all me girls throoo to the fookin final like."
"Well, there's no blaaaady point, is there? We all know blaaadddy Wagner's gonna win it."
"Haway, pet. That's fookin' true."