sorry only a bit from channel 4
It's bed-changing day in the Big Brother House (it doesn't come round as often as you might hope) and the housemates are making a meal of it.
First of all, Bea's decided to move beds, but she's spent many hours debating the best part of the room to move to.
"The trouble is, farting here, door there, Marcus there," she told Sophie, pointing at the different problem areas of the Bedroom. "I was gonna move over there next to Siavash," she explained in a flirty tone. "Try and have my wicked way."
Getting no reaction from Siavash, she continued sweetly, "I'd like to be here in the corner. A beautiful man to wake me."
"You're barking up the wrong tree," said Siavash, looking a bit nervous. "I'm all Marcus'."
Sophie then confessed that she has never changed her own bed at home. "I hate making my own bed," she grumbled. "That's one thing I'm not going to miss when I leave here - making my bloody own bed. It's just too much effort!"
Sophie looked confused. "How the hell do I do this thing?" she asked, fumbling around with the sheet as the other housemates laughed. "It hurts my hand wrestling with the mattress. Sometimes I break my nails! You work up a sweat doing this."
"You do if you're an unfit *******," said Marcus unsympathetically.
"Sophie, can you do mine as well, very quickly? Thank you," joked Siavash.
"Am I your mother?!" replied Sophie.
"No, but you are my slave," said Siavash.
Meanwhile Bea had pinched Freddie's duvet and put it under her sheet for extra cosiness. "My god this is going to be so comfy," she purred to Siavash. "You can come over and stay."
"I can make one of my own," said Siavash, resisting her advances again.
"Playing hard to get?!" said Bea coquettishly. "Treat 'em mean, keep 'em keen, eh?"
A few weeks ago Bea didn't seem too happy about Noirin and Siavash. With Noirin and Freddie out of the way, could she be planning to make her move...?
It's bed-changing day in the Big Brother House (it doesn't come round as often as you might hope) and the housemates are making a meal of it.
First of all, Bea's decided to move beds, but she's spent many hours debating the best part of the room to move to.
"The trouble is, farting here, door there, Marcus there," she told Sophie, pointing at the different problem areas of the Bedroom. "I was gonna move over there next to Siavash," she explained in a flirty tone. "Try and have my wicked way."
Getting no reaction from Siavash, she continued sweetly, "I'd like to be here in the corner. A beautiful man to wake me."
"You're barking up the wrong tree," said Siavash, looking a bit nervous. "I'm all Marcus'."
Sophie then confessed that she has never changed her own bed at home. "I hate making my own bed," she grumbled. "That's one thing I'm not going to miss when I leave here - making my bloody own bed. It's just too much effort!"
Sophie looked confused. "How the hell do I do this thing?" she asked, fumbling around with the sheet as the other housemates laughed. "It hurts my hand wrestling with the mattress. Sometimes I break my nails! You work up a sweat doing this."
"You do if you're an unfit *******," said Marcus unsympathetically.
"Sophie, can you do mine as well, very quickly? Thank you," joked Siavash.
"Am I your mother?!" replied Sophie.
"No, but you are my slave," said Siavash.
Meanwhile Bea had pinched Freddie's duvet and put it under her sheet for extra cosiness. "My god this is going to be so comfy," she purred to Siavash. "You can come over and stay."
"I can make one of my own," said Siavash, resisting her advances again.
"Playing hard to get?!" said Bea coquettishly. "Treat 'em mean, keep 'em keen, eh?"
A few weeks ago Bea didn't seem too happy about Noirin and Siavash. With Noirin and Freddie out of the way, could she be planning to make her move...?