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1'Conrad? It's Lily. Hi. Yes. Glad I got the number right. How are you? Really? That's encouraging. Look, someone's just blown me out. I've got this table at a restaurant, Le Corbusier, Soho. D'you know it? Uh-huh. Yeah, but the food's really wonderful and we do need to meet up sometime, you know. There are things we need to talk about. Like you said. So why don't we make it this evening and keep it in a public place try and make it pleasant, at least. Well, it's y'know a difficult situation. And I promise I won't cry if you won't. Conrad, that was a joke. Christ! Eight, yeah. You don't want to meet up for a drink beforehand? You never. Hey. It was a jo. Mmmm. Touch-eee. Okay, yeah-oh. Yeah, there's some. I'll bring it along. God. Mm-'kay. Yeah-bye.'lily has caught me in the edit suite at the Discovery Channel, so the VT Editor, Chris - all VT Editors are called Chris - is sitting next to me with a big I'm-not-listening smirk on his face.We are putting together the sixth of seven scarifying trailers for Shark Week. A Great White is freeze-framed on the screen in front of us, having just taken a watermelon-huge slice out of a scuba-diver's right thigh.No way can we cut this particular shark-attack footage into what is intended to be a heavy-rotation trail. But Chris and I enjoy watching it - forwards and backwards, in ultraslow motion, frame by bloody frame.At the moment Lily calls, we are using the Great White's gaping1