Billy just stared a little then burst out in laughter at Rik's words. They were all true of course because the Brit was a tarty grouch in the morning too, pulling the covers over his head and using lewd insults.

"How the fuck am I suppose to know what I say if I'm half-asleep and hungover? Gilly sounds like a screeching parrot when he wakes up."

"Yeah, ok, mate. Bed it is because you've had a rough day with Viktor being a complete wanker."

Sliding an arm around Rik's waist he helped the Dane towards the bed, hoping some sleep would do his aching body some good.