"I’m going to be the kind of woman who - you know the kind of woman that just - leaps out of bed and just does that (shakes head) and their hair looks perfect. And they grab a homemade muffin out of their Cath Kidston polka-dot biscuit tin and head to work wearing trainers at the bottom of a skirt-suit to show off they’ve power-walked in. They have pot plants that don’t die on them. Their fruit bowl isn’t full of three-week-old rotting pears because they actually eat the fruit. They have day bags, evening bags, and a clutch, you know? They just grab a wheat germ smoothie in between work because that’s enough to keep them going, even though at lunchtime they jogged and enjoyed it because they don’t have flesh that moves independently to their main frame. And finally, they have easy access to pens to finish a crossword at a bar where the man they decided to take as a lover the night before says to them, ‘Hey. Last night was great’. You know, I’ll be that kind of woman."