Scene: 1957 Liverpool, top of a bus. 3 young lads huddled in the damp, one clearly younger than the other.
Paul: This is George, John, the one I was telling you about who can play guitar.
John: Yeh? He's just a kid, does his mum know he's out alone?
Paul: No really, he's pretty good. Here, I told him to bring his guitar, give it a listen, then.
John: Well, get on with it then. (To Paul: ) What's he going to play, Ring around the Rosey?
Paul: Go ahead, George, play him "Raunchy", like you played for me yesterday.
Paul: What do you think John? We do need a lead guitarist, and he wouldn't cause any trouble.
John: Well, I guess he can come to the next practice, anyway. We'll see how he plays Mary Had a Little Lamb.
And the rest is history!