"You hair flip during your solos." Rik accused with a laugh. "I've seen you do it every time you hit the lowest note in the solo."

Rik was going to tease them in turn. Rik was going to say something and then looked at the bread on Billy. Scowling he picked up the oats reached across the table and put it right into Gilly's lap.

"You want to throw food, Lille tærte" Rik was done with the thrown food.