Devon saw an opening to harass the singer and took it full on, giving him a pat, sort of grab on the shoulder.

"No bitch? Does that mean you're going to stop yourself from tearing off his shirt?" Devon started laughing but Rekker was ready.

"Are you going to take your shirt off, Devon?" He peered around Bjorn at his drummer. "Might as well, since he's over there undressing in his mind." Rekker motioned toward Lars. He'd noticed the way the other drummer was looking at Devon. Missy covered her mouth and snorted a laugh. The boys were always at each other over something.

Dee raised a brow and started laughing because she had drank a lot compared to the others and was small built, she's getting drunk. "Does it deeper? I've always heard a bassist is good for fingering a hard board."