In a dimly lit room, a lonesome man, Culouvert's soloboy, finds his pleasure in an unusual way. With a chilled bottle of 7UP in hand, he imagines it as his lover, his bottle of choice for this intimate, solo session. He strokes it, caresses it, and eventually, with a hunger in his eyes, he takes it all in, fucking it with an intensity that only a man lost in his own world can muster.