Now Sam was at a loss for what to say. There they were, lying in their bed together, butt-fucking-naked (no pun intended). What did one say in this sort of situation? Clearly, a 'good morning' would not suffice. Was Sal about to completely freak out? Would he call Sam a homo? Merlin Sam could use some coke right about now. Or a cigarette.
"Oi," Sam replied in raspy voice, "What bleedin' time's it?" Sam didn't particularly care. It's not as if he had some appointment he had to get to. He just didn't know what else to possible say. Plus, it would hopefully bring Sal into a state of awareness, which would allow him to make the first reactive statement.