Gilly's eyes go wide when his aim misses and hits the Dane in the face instead. Shit. That hadn't meant to happen and now the drummer was blushing and then gasping when Rik took his breakfast and gave it to Bønne.

"It wasn't supposed to hit you. Hey---that's my breakfast, you Danish bastard."

He went to snatch it back but then the rat was eating it. Oh god. Gilly just frowned and pouted, putting on a bitchy face. Billy ruffled the drummer's hair and giggled, which earned him a kick from under the table. Hunter saw what was going on and rolled his eyes. Oh dear. He patted Gilly's arm and offered his lover some of his own toast.