Syed opened the laptop and sighed, looking around the table to see if there might be something he could stick in his ears.
Christian was singing 'Many of Horror' very loudly in the kitchen as he washed up.
It was a beautiful rich and joyous noise and had warmed Syed's heart the first seven times. But now he could feel himself getting edgy and wondered how he could get Christian to stop without hurting his feelings.
"Christian!" he appeared smiling in the doorway, wearing only his pants.
"What darling?" he came and put his arms around Syed's shoulders, resting his chin on his head, peering at the lap top screen
"What are you looking at? Porn or that Aaron thread again?"
Syed leant back against him.
" I am trying to earn us some money, keep you in champagne and caviar."
Christian gave him a loud kiss on the cheek.
"I'm happy with lemonade and battered sausage, long as I've got you.
Don't forget we're going to the firework display later."
Syed peered intently at the screen.
" I'm looking forward to it. What are you going to do until then?"
"I thought I'd go to the gym, but I can't find my grey track suit.
Ooh, I didn't tell you, I saw Bobby doing penny for the guy earlier, his guy had a Phil Mitchell mask on, funny, that was wearing a really nice grey track suit, too good to get burnt on a bonfire…."
Syed's chair squeaked back across the floor as he jumped up laughing and ran for the front door.