Whimpering, the defeated Jamie Oliver withdraws...to Italy, driving a Morris Minor. You turn to Nigella -- who looks radiant -- ask her to accompany you to a Doctor Who convention in Torquay.

  On arrival in Torquay, you find yourself in a charming looking beach hotel. "Flowery Twits? What kind of hotel name is that?"

      As you look, a man is goosestepping in the corridors, before spanking himself and saying what a "naughty boy" he is. Nigella seems quite turned on by this.

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