Hans Larsson

"I want to see this LA glam scene for myself and see if it's as bad as you say it is."

Part of Bjorn was dreading seeing how the LA glam scene was compared to the Swedish one. Would it be worse? Whores? Strippers? Low lifes and scum bags? He would soon find out. It made the Swede smile to know that he was being offered the special treatment by the metal head.

"I'm the first glam bitch in your car then, babe? I'll try not to pollute it with my disgusting girly perfume as you put it."

A gentle nudge to Rekker's chest with his finger and Bjorn was actually looking forward to the drive. Then he was called a whore once more but the singer didn't react with a bitchy comment this time, instead he just sighed, shaking his head. It seemed some names would stick.

"You're a ginger bastard."

It was said with a playful undertone though.