Viktor snorted at that but could see Ziggy's old man and how pissed he looked. Best not make an even bigger fool of himself and get his ass whooped by a fifty year old. Tom did look pretty tough even if he was middle-aged. The punk laughed and slapped Vars on the back going up to the bar to get himself a bottle of vodka. His favourite. The towel on the face seemed to slap him back to his senses. For a moment or two. Billy almost letting out a sigh of relief.

Weird turning to Gloria, squeezing her hand gently wondering if she would like another drink. Glancing around he offered Tom and Aletayria a smile too before getting up.

"What can I get you, Gloria? Tom, Aletayria? Would you like something?"

The bassist being the responsible one compared to the almighty trashfire burning by the bar area. He knew he'd have to enter it to reach the bar. Hopefully no one would kiss him or pull his side burns. Some of those crazy tall blokes looked smashed out of their melons.