"You bastard!" shouts Vyvyan almost subconsciously as he storms into Rick's bedroom.
"What in the name of the non-existent god is it now?" Rick whines, and he throws his clothes onto his bed before collapsing on top of it.
"Oh?" says Vyvyan dejectedly, his eyes now wandering all over Rick. "You're going to bed. Night then, Rick."
Rick is surprised, to say the least. It takes him a little while before he can reply to Vyvyan, who is still hovering near him.
As Vyvyan shuts the door behind himself, he leans back gently on it and sighs.
"Why must he be so bloody beautiful?" he whispers.
Rick covers himself up and closes his eyes.
"Oh, bloody hell," he moans.