The girls settle on an Indian with all the trimmings; rice, naan bread, poppadoms and various conserves. They order for the boys too, but they eat in the lounge after ‘serving’ their sisters in the dining room. Peter confesses to almost crapping himself earlier when Paul had the audacity to say ‘no’ to their sisters.

“I almost crapped myself when I had to answer the door to the delivery guy.” Paul replied.

“What did he say?”

“Nothing.” Paul replied. “Just confirmed the name and gave me the bags and… went.” he said. He couldn’t really describe the way the delivery guy’s expression changed from ‘phwoar’ to ‘what the phuck…?’ as his eyes settled on Paul’s very boyish head. “We can’t let them make us kiss each other any more though.” Paul stated.