Missy started laughing at the turn of subjects and glanced in the mirror at the young man in the back then the singer beside her.

"I think we need a trip to the Cathouse for this boy?" She pulled out her phone and offered it to Bjorn. "Go to the Devil and tell her we're going to the Cathouse, to meet us there."

She patted Bjorn's shoulder. "Fuck yeah! We'll tear it up and the Cathouse will be perfect for you boys."