Fredrik could sense that the subject of families was not easy at all for both Mikkel or Aarne to speak about so was glad that Ivar and Ulrik had arrived to change the subject. Ulrik took a gulp of whiskey and then laughed at the seating arrangements because it meant he'd have to sit in Aarne's lap. Ah well, it was ok.

"Sure. I don't mind sitting in Aarne's lap if you get a seat, Ivar. Oh---I didn't know you had company here. I'm Ulrik by the way."

The young guitarist blushing a little as he held his hand out to the young boy sat close to the older man. Who were they? The older man did look a lot like Mick though so---was this his father?

"I'm Ted Ronno, Mick's father."

He went to shake Ulrik's hand and the tall boy's at the same time and noticed that new boy was tall and feminine but most definitely a boy. Ivar smirked at the idea of this glam boy sitting in Mick's father's lap. Mick himself was wide-eyed and just gawking at what Mikkel was suggesting.