Steve strolls past and sits himself back down in the armchair, placing his trousers and underwear over the arm of the chair.
Daniel looks for something to say, he finds it slightly awkward.
“What do you want to do now?” he asks eventually.
“I don’t know” he replies. “I just figured we could hang around for a while. Are you…” he hesitates for a moment. “Are you going to put one on?”
“Oh err, No.” Daniel looks sheepish again. “I… Donna left and all. I figure I should just get rid of them and try to sort that out.”