Hunter nodded and smiled. The more the merrier and the Swede did like meeting new people, especially those circulating around Ziggy and Jack's circle of friends. Glancing around it seemed that everyone was having fun in their groups. Weird and Gloria were sat up on a table talking to Tom. They were the sensible ones. Viktor and the Angels were doing fire shots and laughing when their singer's hair caught on fire, singing the ends.

Mick walked up to the bar still smirking at Joe and Aarne as he ordered two cocktails from the long list. He ordered himself a "Creamy Pussy" which was peach flavoured and a "Dirty Cunt" for Ziggy. Walking back he passed Ziggy his drink with a coy glance.

"It's called a "Dirty Cunt." But I know you've got a nice clean one. Mines called a "Dirty Pussy." He licked around the edge of the glass flirting slightly with his Anthean.

Joe began laughing as Aarne downed his whole bottle in one. Of course. He should have known. Fuck this. He walked up to the bar plonking the empty bottle down and slinging an arm around the drummer.

"What are you ordering, princess? Want to top me up?"