Edward pondered the etiquette of smoking Cuban cigars in an establishment frequented by those tasked with enacting Britain's foreign policy. He decided that he quite frankly didn't care, and lit one anyway. "I would like to tender my resignation."
"Forgive me for pointing out the obvious, but you aren't, strictly speaking, employed by any part of Her Majesty's Civil Service; therefore, you can hardly resign from a post you don't hold."
"Then I withdraw my services. I don't need the money, and I've had enough of the risks.
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