- Seb?
- Oh... Hi, Alex.
- Are you ok?
- I'm absolutely fabulous.
- Right... You're crying, you know that?
- Really?
- What's wrong? Something with Mike?
- No, we're fine. At least from his point of view.
- Why not from yours?
- Never mind.
- Never mind? You're sitting on a swing in the middle of the night, crying and shaking so stop acting like a goddamn hero! Just tell me what happened.
- As you wish, then. I have a cancer.
- You... Oh my god.
- Yeah, I've already tried him. Seems he's not interested, though.
- What else did the doctor say?
- That I'm having an operation in five days and that I have a fifty-fi