Ivar had to laugh slightly and shake his head at the trouble Sigurd was going to find himself in with Mikkel and Fredrik. The drummer had his eyes set on Syn and hopefully finding time to sit and drink in peace with the young singer.

"Cake and drinks? Sounds good to me. If you need more booze, you know where to find me."

The drummer offered Mikkel a playful wink just as Fredrik giggled and kissed Mikkel on the ear. Sigurd went to pull his pack of smokes out because he knew he'd need them. Ivar now walking a little closer to Syn.

"Maybe we could sit and talk? Drink is a given."