The thought of Steve impotently thrusting his party sausage into a scared and insecure woman who's just starting to sober up is incredibly evocative. My theory is that he's not so much a Byronic hero, but more akin to 'Spud' from Trainspotting.I suspect that his usual wake up scenario involves defecating into his lover's bedsheets and then anaesthetising the pain with some purchased relief before going out on the prowl again, lonely and titty, but confident of his emanating sexuality. To no avail, however.