"A poet?! Y'mean a lotta people getta read his writin'? I'm a bit of an artist myself, although I mostly just play the banjo.. but I'd love to meet 'im!"

He should remember to bring his banjo when they go out for tea. This poor human who probably never drank tea in his life was looking forward to that, right? He assumed that "corking" meant something good.

Wander's smile lessened when Bertie asked about another person. "Oh, right. There's no one else stayin' here with me, but most of the other times I travel 'round the galaxy with m'best friend. Shame that Syl couldn't make it."