Mick sat down onto the couch and waited for Ziggy to slide into his lap so he could wrap both arms around the Anthean. It would be romantic as would many of the other band members with their partners. Sigurd was walking with the rest of Blixt aside from Bjorn who was latched onto Rekker, pulling at his ginger hair as they walked. Bjorn, dressed up to the nines like a cathouse whore with body glitter, heeled boots, tight spandex pants and a ripped shirt of sorts.

"Bloody hell---look at that lot!"

Mick's eyes bulging slightly at what the youngest Dane was wearing. Mikkel. Fuck! Sigurd hadn't seen yet but he soon would, surely. Fredrik giggling, while kissing Mikkel's cheek while Harald took his seat. Karl was only dressed in leather pants and no shirt since he said he was hot.

"I feel over dressed now."

Gilly giggling as Hunter kissed the drummer's cheek, sitting down so he could sit in Hunter's lap. Of course the leopard print was a must for the singer.