"An angel? Oh right. Yeah, we're breaking down the boundaries block by block. It will take time but Ziggy and the band, we're doing our best to say fuck off to the righteous bastards who are narrow-minded beyond belief."

This is how Mick saw it anyway. Thugs, morons and idiot interviewers. The bane of the rock star world and Ziggy's world. The whole thing about dying though? That was a hard pill to swallow when your partner was an immortal alien. Mick had chosen that path and now didn't want to veer off it now that he had Ziggy so close to his heart. Where he had wanted him at the very start.

"You do? It sounds wonderful, mate. To be able to show them such things as that. What was this musician bloke like?"

The blond now rapt with attention whilst nibbling on a piece of cookie.