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/walks back in again...

Erm. Hello. Either I've got a stalker, or it's possible you think I'm someone you know. I which case...

/gives the large, wet, pretty-much-fresh and now slightly bruised haddock as a gift and/or token of apology for any continuing faux-pas

And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm just going to retire to interrogate the braincells regarding this matter.

/stiffly bows, with the sound of metal-on-metal, and goes off to find a comfortable display plinth to stand still on for a while