On the balcony, eating a snack of fresh tomatoes and soft mozzarella cheese.

J- ‘Mmmm. Man, there is something special about tomatoes and mozzarella. This will be even better when our own tomatoes come up from the garden.’

N- ‘Fresh basil would be nice on this too, we should grow some again this year.’

J- ‘Oh my God- what if we could grow our own cheese?’

N- ‘We can… but we need-‘

J- ‘a cow, or a goat-‘

N- ‘or a sheep.’

J- ‘Or a lactating mum.’

Neil looks a bit disgusted.

J- ‘Oh come on. You know there’s some eccentric rich fucker in Russia that eats human breast milk cheese on his salads. You know it’s got to be true.’

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