Me: I know you don’t like olives Thom, but these green ones are mind numbingly fantastic. If you were ever going to like olives, these would be the olives you would like.
Rocco: If he was going to like olives, they would probably be in a martini.
Me: He doesn’t drink martinis. He doesn’t like onions, either.
Thom: If I was ever going to like olives, they’d be in Keira Knightley.