Dream Story - Part 3

I rang Roger, my best friend and we met at the park. we swang backwards and forwards on the swings, up and down. I was sweeping upwards and leant my head back so that I was upside down when I went up.
"You should try it," I say.
"OK. Wee!" he had his head flung backwards and his feet went flying high in the air.
I told him about babysitting for Sam's brother.
"Lucky you! If that's what you want."
"What do you mean if that's what I want, Roger?"
"Well, I don't particularly like the creep myself, Minny."
"The creep, Roger, he's not a CREEP!"
"What about that guy you kissed at the party?"
"Freddy. No, that, that was just a one off."
"Poor Freddy."
"Don't 'Poor Freddy,' me! Stop being so patronising!"
"I'm not being patronising!"