Sun’s mate 1: “Sun?” 
Ms Rose works the sun's natural, pulsing energy with a glance and a shuffle on the sand. 
Sun’s mate 1: “You know you used to be this all-powerful,
bubbling mass of energy that towers high in the sky and scorches the deserts
and mountains of Earth and generally behaves all God-like and mega-shiny and stuff?”
Sun: “Yeah?”
Sun’s mate 1: “Well, now you just follow Berenger Rose
around wherever she goes like a lost celestial dog. Bit sad innit mush?"
Sun: “I can’t help it, man. When me and her connect, it just makes
sense. And it makes the men of the universe happy. I'm cool with it”
Sun’s mate 2: “So, if she was in Margate this weekend, and
it’s October don’t forget, and you've got plenty of deserts to scorch in Africa and Australia and stuff. Instead of that, you'd rather follow her to the south coast of England just to tinge and colour her beautiful body?”
Sun: “Depends what’s left to watch on the Sky+, but
probably, yeah…”
Sun’s mate 2: “Some people would say it's a bit of a waste I suppose, but it’ll deffo make the men of the world
happy, especially if someone takes photos of you shining on Berenger and then displays them on a pucker little website.”
Sun: “Yes, it will. I've already thought of that as it goes. I've contacted the main man at Maxim, Uncle Bingo, and he's
promised to regularly publish them on www.maxim.co.uk, thus spreading the word of
mine and Ms Berenger’s mutual admiration for each other. I must not let him down.”
Sun's mate 2: "He's a good bloke. Don't let him down."
Sun: “That's what I just said."
Sun's mate 2: "Yeah, I know."
[Ends]
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