I have this vague image in the back of my head, of Doyle a few days later standing in front of a mirror fingering his earlobe and wondering where the hell those tooth marks came from.

Oh please write that fic!!! And, y'know, perfect timing for bonfire night... Ray's pov first, and then maybe we'd find out how Bodie sorts himself out the morning after the 5th, when Doyle comes round and finds him with the girl and... *gets carried away with your fic* Sorry! That's ever such an inspiring "vague image" though! *g*