Hugging Sally back, Wayne rested his chin on top of her head. "Do me a favour, okay? You know how you tell me about the girls you're snogging? Well.. can you not tell me anything this time like that? I really don't want to know."
That wasn't asking too much, was it? Because Wayne swore if Harold was having sex before he did he would be forced to kill himself. There was no way around it.