"I fucking do, babe. All the time and the ginger bastard can't keep his hands off me. It's so fucking hot. They're big hands too like Ronno's are. I've seen the way he puts his hands around your waist and holds your hand. It's adorable."

Bjorn took the newly refilled glass and swallowed some more booze, feeling it slip down his throat like water. Fuck, it was good to socialise with people like Ziggy. He was a fucking riot! Weird? Wasn't he the quiet bassist who didn't say anything? Weird in name and action.

"Weird is your bassist isn't he? Quiet boy with long sideburns. Gloria seems to like them though. Has he ever slugged some fuck head in the face for insulting you or tarty Gilly? I can guess he would be the type to tell Gilly to shut the fuck up if he tarted at people."

As for Mick? Bjorn nodded. He could guess that about the guitarist since he seemed shy and softly spoken when not drunk. But the Swede guessed he was angry and fucked off with the world underneath his soft green eyes and boyish exterior. The whole fucking world could piss off sometimes.

"Ronno seems the type of boy to snap at shit when it fucks him off. I don't blame him. He's fucking hot though and has a nice ass. But Rekker's is all mine."