It just needed Elaine to say “Well, if that was today’s bread, it was a bit dry!” to set the cat among the pigeons. Wouldn’t the bread have had a date on it? But then, according to Stephen, it hadn’t been baked in-house, it had been delivered. Tim should probably go into Roy’s and check out his coffee story. But then as he is in there so often, who would remember?
You’ve got to hand it to Stephen, he can certainly think on his feet, coming up with all these (plausible) excuses time after time.
So Aaron has roared off in dad’s car, not a taxi. His dad has turned his life around, from being a hopeless, dying alcoholic who beat up his son, (twice his size) to a stroppy father determined to avenge his boy.
Did anyone ever pay back the money that was required to get him into the private clinic that enabled the turnaround to his life?