[[Close-up of a beat-up Gav, having laid his head on a pillow.]]
Gav [[sticking his tongue out]]: Oöooog! My brains! I can't imagine a greater pain ...

Gav [[thinking]]: Thank Ailix I made it home and didn't end up face first in a cactus sewer again. There's really nothing so comforting the morning after a bender and a half as your own warm, soft bed ...

[[Overview of Gav lying on the bed, his arms stretched out to the sides.]]

[[Gav, alarmed, sits up and clings to the blanket.]]
Gav [[thinking]]: ... unless you don't OWN a bed!