Vince looked in awe around the Reception Area it's so beautiful. I cant wait to taste the food! I wonder if Howard's gunna actually pay for the meal, or just do a runner. 'Number One,' Howard whispered, as not to disturb the elegance, pulling out a crumpled piece of paper, now neatly folded, out from his breast pocket. 'Go to a posh hotel, and have some well nice food.' Howard put on an accent to sound like Vince. He smiled. Vince smiled. Why is he being so nice? and happy? Vince soon got distracted, mainly by how posh he felt, wearing his mod suit, which Howard packed. it may be so last decade, but it isn't half bad for Howard. Last time Howard packed, everything was from the 90's and looked so battered. Howard was wearing a black suit, which made him look very charming, with a crisp white shirt, and a black skinny tie, his hair slicked back. He looks so handsome…

'Reservation for Mr Moon and Mr Noir.' Howard smiled as the receptionist found their booking 'Of course, your in the royal suite, and your requests are for tomorrow evening yes?' 'Yes, can you do it?' 'But of course, here's your key card, Pavol will take your bags.' Pavol smiled and took Vine and Howard's bags, 'If Sirs could please follow me.' Pavol said in his thick accent. Vince couldn't quite make out what it was. 'What's the request you put I 'Oward?' Vince questioned. Howard leant closer, 'That's one surprise I'm keeping.' He tapped his nose and wickedly grinned.

'There you go sirs, would you like me to show you around?' Vince's mouth grew wider as they went through the building, a grin fixed firmly on his face. 'No, thank you, I'm sure we'll be fine.' Howard paid the bell boy a twenty euros, and turned round, to see Vince gone. 'Vince?' He got no answer, so went to look round.

There's only one bed! What on earth is Howard thinking? He's my mate, yeah, we've had some moments today but… you've got to tell Howard, you don't love him Vince… Vince walked out the bathroom, into the main room, to see Howard unpacking a blanket and pillow to sleep on the sofa. 'Your sleeping on the sofa?' Vince sounded disappointed. what? Vince, you don't want to sleep in the same bed! 'This is the most expensive room I could afford, but it only had one bed, so you can sleep on it.' Howard smiled and continued unpacking. Vince walked over to Howard, and slipped his arms round his neck, pulling his face close to his. What the fuck are you doing Vince? Shut up Brain, I'm gunna listen to my heart, I love Howard, go away. Fine, I will. Howard moved his hands onto Vince's waist. God, he's gunna kiss me. Vince gazed into Howard's brown eyes. He never wanted this moment to end. Howard leaned, slowly, Vince's heart started pounding, he stopped breathing. Howard… 'Here in my car, I feel safest of all,' Vince's phone chanted. They broke apart, quickly, Vince answered his phone, and Howard went back to unpacking. 'Yes?' Vince answered angrily, 'I'm busy Bollo, I'll talk when we get back.' Vince hung up and threw his phone at the wall in frustration. 'Vince, Calm down!' Howard looked angry, for the first time all day. 'No!' Vince shouted. 'Vince, just unpack, calm down, and I'll take you to dinner.' Calm Vince, 'Where are we going?' 'Anywhere you like.' 'Even if its unhealthy?' 'Its your day Vince,' Howard looked at him, and smiled. 'You can have anything you want.' Why did he emphasize anything… OMG look at the telly! Its massive!

'Are you sure?' 'You said anything, so, I want this!' Vince dragged Howard to the sweet department, 'Jelly Bellies!' Vince grinned, almost jumping with excitement. Howard chuckled. Vince had chose Selfridges, he said that they have lots of different flavours, so he won't get fed up. 'Go on then, get as many as you want,' God I wish I could fuck you right here Howard. What? Too far Vince, slow down. Vince spooned all the flavours into the bag, Howard, looking at the chocolate. Howard came back from the chocolate, Vince, still spooning them in. 'I know I said you could have as much as you like, but that's stupid.' Vince managed to close the bag, just. If only you knew my plan. 'They aren't just for me, I got them to share.' Howard looked unbelievingly at Vince 'Fine, lets pay for these, and you can eat them on the way.' 'What to?' Vince grinned. 'Well, there's a shop, called Hamley's, and-' 'Oh My God!' Vince squeezed Howard, 'You can have one thing, any price, just not that Giraffe, we wont get it on the train.' 'Thanks Howard.'