Jake let himself into the apartment and heard the commotion coming from the bathroom. It wasn’t the usual noises he heard from Tony’s apartment – all he could hear was Tony screaming and swearing – and so he decided to investigate. Jake swung open the bathroom door and his jaw dropped when he saw Tony standing naked, skin tinged blue, blue water dripping onto the bathroom floor. What was more, his hair was blue, too! Tony’s blonde pride and joy now looked like a pensioner’s blue rinse.

‘What the hell has happened to you?’ Jake couldn’t help but laugh, but he could see Tony wasn’t amused.

‘The bloody water’s coming out blue. Get a plumber around here, now. Someone is for the high jump. Jesus, what am I going to do about this?’ Tony ran his hands through his hair.

‘Blue?’ Jake was confused; he had never heard of water coming out of the pipes blue before. A rusty red from the pipes, maybe, but blue?

‘Let me see.’ Jake pushed Tony out of the way and looked at the showerhead. It was all stained blue, and so were the tiles around the shower. Jake ignored Tony stomping around and shouting and just let him get on with it.

Jake unscrewed the showerhead and discovered blue ink had been put inside it. Bloody hell, this had been done on purpose.

‘Tony, I’ve found it. I’ve found the source of your blue water. Quick, come here.’ Still holding the showerhead, Jake waited for Tony to come charging in. He looked even worse; not only were his skin and hair tinted blue, his face was now flushed red with anger.

‘You look like an extra out of that Braveheart movie.’ Jake laughed. ‘Either that or a Smurf.’

‘Shut up and show me, will you? What have you found?’ Tony was in no mood for laughing; maybe another time, but definitely not now.

‘Someone has put blue ink in the showerhead. This was done on purpose. See?’ Jake showed Tony the showerhead and the ink.

‘That bitch, Denise, I bet it was her. She had her shower and left, then came back supposedly for her watch. She said she’d left it in the bathroom. Yes, this is definitely her doing.’

Now Jake was confused. ‘Why would she do that, when she’s already window shopping for engagement rings? What have you done, Tony?’ Jake paused and waited. This was not the way to get a ring on your finger, so what had compelled her to do it?

‘I don’t know.’ Tony looked innocently at Jake. ‘Maybe she’s taken the hint and knows I’ve had enough of her. The bitch!’

‘No, there’s more to it than that. If she thought you were losing interest, she would have upped her game a bit. She would only do this to anger you. Come on, Tony, what have you said or done.’

Tony shook his head and drops of blue ink flew out of his wet hair and on to the bathroom wall. ‘I’ve done nothing,’ he insisted. Then a thought crossed his mind. Surely not. ‘I was on the telephone to that woman, Ami, earlier, asking her to come round here for a drink and stuff.’ He looked at Jake. ‘But Denise was in the bathroom, the door was shut.’