"You don't need to find a boy. I'll put him right over my knee on the bartop." She's teasing and the big devilish grin as she hands over the glass was enough to explain her stage name. Now Missy was openly laughing. These boys had no idea who they were dealing with. True to form, the gingers of the band were hellions.

Missy noticed the worry and shrugged. "Honestly, They're probably looking to see if Rekker is around. We've played here but he's torn up more than one fight in this place that got out of hand."