"We get enough rest by sleeping on the big chair in the dressing room and stuff. That's when we're too tired to go back to the hotel. Just bloody knackered sometimes."

Weird remembered collapsing onto the comfy long chair and then Gilly collapsing onto it resting on the bassist's feet. Then Ronno came and slumped onto Weird, resting near his back. It was a pile of drummer and guitarists. Ziggy walking in and finding all the Spiders curled up asleep in a pile.

The blush was also mirrored in the bassist who gulped down some more wine, perhaps a little more than anticipated as he swallowed slowly. His eyes were wide but his heart was in this.

"Yes. I mean---if you'd like me as your boyfriend."

His eyes once more shot down to his feet and back up to meet hers, wondering if she would run or be frightened of such commitment. He hoped she would stay and travel with them.