"You're right, it is. Being with you is always special."

Weird smiled and then kissed Gloria on the cheek, gently sliding an arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer slightly. The suit was donned for an occasion such as this and she was right. Even through the almighty trashfire down by the bar, Weird was still being romantic with Gloria up on the top table.

As for Zack, he sat alone just laughing at Viktor and Vars as the table smashed beneath their weight. Then there was Joe and Aarne. A right fucking riot that was. The young drummer glanced around and then noticed Ziggy's brother walking towards his table with a glass of juice in his hand.

"Hey. Are you Jack? I heard you're Ziggy's brother. You two do look alike. The hair and the height. Nice boots too, dude."

The young drummer looked very much like a glam star crossed with a bit of laid back surfer style thrown in for good measure. Zack wasn't like his punk band mates, tending to be much more shy and withdrawn. He offered Jack a smile and took the juice.

"Thanks for the drink. Your friends are really awesome too. Nice blokes and girls."