Cassie, a single woman on her first driving lesson, is stuck in a broken-down car, in the middle of nowhere, without her mobile, and with only a teenage boy who has the hormones of an all-male boarding school for company. It's unsurprising, then, that the windows are steamed up before you can say "mind that gearstick". Suddenly, they are interrupted by a grunting noise and some sweaty, sausage-like fingers wielding a torch. No, it's not Steve McFadden but our dear old Uncle Alf. He has Brad in tow and they both have faces that scream bother. However, Jules just wishes that he and Cassie could have been discovered an hour later. "All I have to do," he boasts, as Drew rolls his eyes, "is get her alone again and we'll pick up where we left off." You reckon?Teacher teacher I declare...Lucas has no idea why Naomi isn't answering his texts. Perhaps it's because a) they all read "OMG I luv u babez If the cap fits

Normally, when a car breaks down in Summer Bay, it's because the dope behind the wheel has driven it into a tree or over a cliff edge. But the reason for Brad's car hanging up its wheels is that Jules deliberately fiddled with the distributor cap - and Ric is quick to point this out.

"This whole thing was a ploy to get Cassie on her own", Brad huffs, as he grabs Jules by the ear. And Cassie has one or two things to say on the subject when she catches wind of her admirer's nefarious deed. "What did you think was going to happen?"

she screeches, while making sure her top button is done up. "I can't believe I kissed you", she continues, before branding him a liar and a sleaze (which we thought was just the way she liked them). Cassie then pours orange juice over a spluttering Jules. It looks as though his chance of a dream romance is long gone - until tomorrow's episode, at least.

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