"I know, love. It's more I keep forgetting it's not just our band now---me, you, Weird and Gilly. Back then it was and the idea of outing ourselves to millions scared the crap out of me to be honest. But now with everyone else I feel a bit safer and less nervous than I did."

Mick kissed Ziggy's lips softly and sighed into the hair stroking. He loved that so much. Forty people against the world now instead of four. A big difference.

"I don't have a fucking clue. Ungh---I feel bad."

Hjalmar knew he shouldn't have gotten trashed right before the interview but then he was a drunk and didn't know when to stop. Was Ansgar the same? The Swede appreciated the ice cloth on his neck as he went to pull out a smoke.

"Maybe get dressed into something more presentable for the cameras. My hair is shit too."