In March 2027 SIC returned to London for a friend's wedding. While here he decided to meet up with BritNormie, He took him to 'The Clove Club' in Shoreditch and offered to treat BritNormie to dinner. SIC casually asked BN how things were going in the advertising game. "Ah you know, the heyday has passed but things are still going pretty good actually".

SIC said "Oh yeah, how much did you pull last year", he tried to pass it off as banter but BN could tell how serious he was and took slight offence to this personal question. "It was about 200k last year, anyway how are things going in Australia?", BN was actually just asking how life in general was, but SIC was quick to respond with the biggest shit eating grin he'd ever pulled "yeah I'm on about 220k now, sterling", "Oh wow, that's great mate" BN responded.

He couldn't help himself though, "By about 200K, it was 223K preciesly". SIC was fuming at this, his face dropped like a stone, and whilst BN did expect it to rile him up a little, he didn't expect this. SIC stood bolt upright and said "Well, if you're on 223K you can easily afford this bill then" and walked off. Just before he walked out of the door, he stopped and turned back. "Yeah, by about 220k, I mean 224k precisely" and sprinted out the door like he was being chased by a British Transport Police officer