Bjorn jumped out of the car and soon grabbed both his band members by the arms pulling them both out because he was excited. Lars, being the constant prissy bitch, smoothing his hair down in places and making sure his make-up was perfect, while Ulrik slipped his magazine in his back pocket and gazed up at the Cathouse sign. What a place. The singer was ecstatic about meeting all of Rekker's band.

"What a fucking epic place, honey! I love it already. There are places back home in Sweden similar to this but not as---American I guess?"

He watched the two girls hug and smiled, slipping both of his arms around his band members, pulling them close. Dee's clothes pleased Bjorn and he noticed she was a little more punk than glam.