"I know and I'm not about to treat you as a baby, brat only if you---"

Sig got cut off when the Dane screamed and spilled his drink all over the floor; the glass going flying as he began laughing and making a loud noise. What the fuck? Was the boy ticklish just above the knee? It would seem so. The Swede just snorting out an amused laugh, letting go of Mikkel's knee and going to reach down to grab the empty glass from the floor. The room would stink of booze. Ah well. Which rock stars room didn't stink of booze?

"Fuck! You're ticklish there? I had no fucking idea."