"That's right, he does. He fell on my lap when I first met him and he kissed my cheek the cheeky bastard."

Mick smiled because he did think Ulfen was a sweet and caring man, who obviously liked to flirt and get over friendly with those he liked. The Brit just being a bit shy around some of the Danes with their over-friendly behaviour.

"Oh yeah? Good to know, mate."

Nodding, Mick passed Torden his apple cider while the guitarist picked himself a cocktail which had a lot of gin in it.

"I love my gin."