It was much later when Rafferty sought Llewellyn out. By now, emboldened by his success with Gemma and more than his share of Jameson's whiskey, he was ready to put the rest of the world to rights. He followed the Welshman when he went to the bathroom to demand a few answers. After all he had been put through, he felt he deserved them. He fixed Llewellyn with a bleary-eyed stare, and said, 'I don't get it. Your mum's come down, met Maureen, they get on like a house on fire—so why have you been looking as miserable as a doctored poodle all week?'
'Surely you can guess?'
'I wouldn't ask if I could. Come on, out with it, man.'
Llewellyn hesitated. Then he blurted out, 'It's Maureen. She's your cousin. So tell me, how would you go about asking 'Daisy' the cow if she'll consent to your putti
