Devon's expression went from worried to oh god this is crazy. His eyes turning from Rekker to the interviewer who was now stunned to silence, the crowd too among a few gasps.

Rekker did his best to cover Bjorn when he sat back down in his lap for a kiss. Rekker though glanced past Bjorn to pin the interviewer with his gaze.

"My name is Rekker and I'm not gay." Rekker spit the words out. He didn't consider himself gay. He had been straight, mostly, but now he saw it more as straight with an exception or two. Bisexual but very close to straight. He certainly wasn't a gay man, though he knew Bjorn was.

"Of course." The interviewer cleared his throat and looked to the next question.

Dee piped up sympathetic but serious. "I wouldn't ask him another question unless you want the San Francisco treatment."

The interviewer was confused by that but listening into the ear piece he heard the assistant in the booth tell him that apparently the ginger had thrown a couch at an interviewer in the past. He was wondering if these had been written purposefully to agitated the musicians. Maybe he should do these out of order so the musicians had a moment to cool down.