Sven looked at his baby brother and then noticed as the boy's eyes started to close and his body begin to slump to the floor like a sack of potatoes. Poor drunk Ulrik. He never could take his booze. Sven's eyes flitting back to Davy at that comment about fantasising edible glitter on the guitarist's body. Fuck yes he wanted that!

"I'll carry him to Dee. Be back soon, boys."

The singer picking up his lighter brother and walking to Dee's apartment room, knocking twice while careful not to drop his delivery of one passed out guitarist.

"Dee? I've got someone for you."