"What if I don't want you to stop---"

Mick frowned and then slapped his father lightly over the head. Fuck! Ted was being a dirty lewd bastard.

"That's enough, dad. Stop being a dirty old man. Syn here wants to drink with all of us without you leering over her."

The guitarist having to remember that Syn was a boy but had to keep the pretence up in public. Fredrik giggled and then sipped some Mule, offering the glass back to Mikkel. Mick's dad was so fucking kinky!