It was a case of champagne verses cider in the battle of Ashleigh's birthday parties.

Shiev's Egyptian party certainly had more of a club vibe with black walls and gold decor while initially Conor's main pull was having the cooker to reheat cold chips.

However the shine faded fast once the bubbly ran dry and Shievonne's entertainment - a belly dancer - fell flat when Conor, who had poured all his booze into a punch, conjured up a magician.

Conor's cheesy chart topping tracks went on to triumph over Shievonne's cool indie tunes - did she forget Becky is a Belieber?

Lydia stayed true to her word and remained in the rock room - showcasing some of her professional dance moves and offering Ashleigh a birthday olive branch, forgiving her for the nominations chat bitching.

Becky had an inkling Big Brother might be pitting the parties against each other, but Shievonne initially dismissed this idea. However, after her guests began leaping from the sinking ship that was her party she changed her tune and admitted defeat. Little did she know, it wasn't up to her.

She said: "The best party is the one most of you are at. You lot go to that party. Leave me in here by myself. Me and my chocolate fountain." Not looking for the sympathy vote at all. Soft hearted Ashleigh was visibly torn.

Good old Big Brother let the housemates hear what Ashleigh had to say about the parties during a Diary Room chat. Fortunately, she raved about both.

Ashleigh picked Conor's rock party sending Shievonne, Luke A and Lauren to bed with the remaining housemates given the chance to dance into the night.

Shievonne sulked, Conor crowed and the majority of the housemates started to forgot there ever were two bashes.