The line of the session:
"Baby, let's not make this shit up."
Most of the tender-hearted love that comes out of these life-long friends from London -- Tom Cawte and David Thornley - is way too real to run any risk of that. Words are evergreen, as are the scenes that they tell about. They've left imprints on the hands, the stains as evident as those of a squished black raspberry.