Stuart Pot, all leg, no brain.

It was obvious to tell that, from his empty stare and slightly childish way of speaking.

You love him all the same.

And you didn't cheat on him with Murdoc, how considerate!

Of course, he doubted you at first, the whole Paula thing and all.

All until he he got a few drinks into his system.

He was all over the place: One moment causing chaos and spouting nonsense, and the next he was crying about something.

"You don't... You don't love meee..."