"Hurry up Sy, they'll be here in ten minutes and we've got no wine!"
Christian opened the oven , stepping back as the heat nearly burnt his eyelashes.
Syed pouted sulkily "How will I know what to get, I don't even drink the bloody stuff"
"I've written it down, it's on the table. The Minute Mart is hardly Harrod's Food Hall, not like there's much to choose from" He pulled out the sizzling chicken and laughed triumphantly as he placed the dish on the side. "Fabulous! Sy get a move on, what are you faffing about for now?"
Syed rummaged about noisily behind the sofa. "It's raining, I need my blue baseball cap or my hair will go fluffy"
Christian glanced guiltily at the washing machine. "Er, Sy…"
Syed glanced up "What have you done?"
"Well it looked a bit dirty, so…" He handed him the tiniest scrap of blue cloth. "Maybe Action Man could wear it..?" He ducked, laughing as a cushion flew across the room aimed at his head.