Jamming Good with Weird and Gilly

"Your dad has good taste, mate. I would have bought it for you if---well, yeah."

Mick suddenly felt his throat go dry at his words because they sounded like a boy buying perfume for a sweetheart. Would Gilly and Weird catch on? He hoped not. Fuck. It was so hard not to spill out his feelings regarding their singer and not make it so obvious. Mick's heart was hammering inside his chest.

"How about we all go out somewhere for a drink or we could stay here and order room service?"

The guitarist just couldn't get his feelings off Ziggy. Gilly giggled a little at Mick's words and Weird just shrugged because he knew what was going on here. Of course he did.

"Ronno wants to buy perfume. Do you always buy perfume for your band mates?"

Mick's eyes went a bit wide at Gilly's comment so instead gave the tarty drummer the finger. Of course he would make a comment. The drummer himself had the hots for Mick so perhaps this was a bit of jealousy coming through.