Torden patted Hjalmar's shoulder with a smile. He would take care of the guitarist, and likely Ansgar too. Where was the drummer anyway?

Torden blinked slowly at the drunk Swede. This was going to be such a shitshow but he laughed good naturedly. "I thought you wouldn't be able to get up with the Dane in your lap?"

He had a lot of connections to Karl in an odd way, through two of his partners.