In a squalid London flat, Irvine (bookish, but not musty), has been having the dreams again. Something happened at The Brass Cat. But Irvine doesn’t want to talk about that. Winston’s giving up drinking. Once he’s had his last beer for breakfast, last rum and coke for dinner – and wasn’t there a bottle of wine that needed finishing? And Quentin’s discovered a lost masterpiece in a charity shop in Streatham. All his dreams are about to come true.