Mick spotted the tall, feminine boy first before his dad because Ted was still taking it all in, loving the atmosphere, as he'd never been to a LA club before. Fredrik nuzzled into the back of Mikkel's neck, kissing him, knowing the feminine boy before on a few meetings.

"Bloody hell, the legs on her too!"

Ted now noticing the girl whispering to Mikkel. Was she a dancer too? She had the legs for it. Mick now noticing his father taking interest in the new person. Oh god---did he even know he was a boy? Probably not.

"Oh, who have we got here? Who's the hot older man, Mikkel? He looks like he'd be a screamer if I blew him."

Mick just gaped. Oh fuck. This was not happening!