"I prefer my cocoa dark and a little bitter." Robert smiled. The Scandinavians had convinced him dark chocolate was better and to be honest it had some of the flavor qualities he appreciated from good tea too.

After that palm kiss, Robert ran his hand up across Erik's cheek and into his hair. Laughing he leans up to kiss the guitarists cheek.

"Do you know where I could find a hot young man to take a nap with?" He's flirting but also needs to sleep off some of this hangover now that it is pounding like mad from all the movement.