Outside the club, Nathan is looking dejected and sad, just for a change of pace. Donna tells him that Stuart will cop off with anyone, and he's bound to be diseased or something, so Nathan is really better off without him. "You saw him," Nathan says. "He's the best. I've had the best." Oy.
Phil is hailing a cab home when a guy comes running up to the car. Thinking he was getting in someone else's ride home, Phil apologises. The guy, dressed in a navy blue and red Adidas top and a -- choke! -- jean jacket, tells Phil that he saw him in Babylon, and suggest they go halves on the taxi. Phil smiles and accepts.
Elsewhere, Vince has brought home a creepy, Steve Buscemi-looking guy with a moustache. Ick. The man, Jonathan, tells Vince that he works for the BBC, and Vince immediately gets a chubby. He asks what he does, and Jonathan says that he's a director on The Holiday Programme and just spent a week in Brazil filming some loser from Casualty. "Fantastic! Brilliant! OH my God!" Vince responds. If it was anyone else, you'd think his reaction was not without irony, but the look on Vince's face tells us that he is deeply impressed. That, and desperate.
Alexander and Dane, meanwhile, are following a heavily pierced man in a black leather jacket (Spike) up the steps of a dump called the Dolphin Hotel. "Stop your moaning," Alexander hisses at Dane in a loud whisper. "If you fancy a threesome at this time of night, you can't start getting choosy about which three!" He warns Dane not to touch him, and Dane replies that he doesn't even want Alexander looking at him. "I have to look, or I might end up sucking the wrong cock. And don't you suck mine!" Alexander tells him. "I've no intention," Dane says dryly. As they enter Spike's living quarters, we hear two heavy locks being put in place, causing Alexander and Dane to glance at each other anxiously. Against the wall, there's an aquarium with a very large snake inside it. Spike stands in the doorway, and Alexander giggles nervously and in his high-pitched voice utters, "Nice!"
Phil and the stranger he's just brought home (yes, you do sense a theme running through this series) are exchanging pleasantries, and Phil is visibly on edge. The guy, Harvey, seems like he could be trouble, especially when he holds up a small bag of white powder and asks Phil, "Do you mind? It's good stuff." Phil tells him he doesn't mind, but he obviously does. Sensing that Phil can be talked into almost anything, Harvey then asks if he can spend the night. Permission is granted, and Phil smiles weakly. It's funny, because I never took Phil to be the sort that's easily steamrolled, but this show does seem quite eager to portray gay men as willing to do anything for a shag. I don't know how I would feel about that if I were a gay man, but as I haven't heard any outcry about it from anyone, maybe it's just me.