So we're making an ad with nice geezer and top celebrity chef Tony Tobin and several people troop off to his classy restaurant for a meeting and a good old cook up (just to make sure the fella is who is says he is and not some interloper).
But because sprout marathon eater Dave went along, old Tony had to hold off on the fillet of beef and all that fancy French stuff in order to cook up some sprouts in a fancy way so Dave could scoff down a few more. And the boy Tobin did good, the sprout dishes were delish and everyone, apart from the agency toilet cleaners, are happy bunnies.