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Kisses were had in spades.

Muka and Needle were recognized and greeted with screeches, but she couldn't reach over to give them kisses as well just yet. She bent in and blew kisses into Peder's face, eliciting high pitches screeches from the boil that suddenly made his relation to Freya seem very obvious.

She might as well have grown antennas, because she perked as if she could sense him. She couldn't see him clearly just yet, because her fantastic booth was obscuring the view of what happened - but she knew it was Johnny Danger because Freya could tell when Johnny Danger was around in the same manner as she could tell when someone was cooking a steak, or trying to start a fight without her.

She patted Peder's head, gave Kettil a kiss on the cheek, and then leapt over the table itself to surge towards him, intent on grabbing him for her interview before he slunk away from some distraction. But when she managed to get to him, grabbing him by the collar to get his attention, it was clear to see that Johnny Danger did not have a pet pig, after all.

He had a new look. And her head tilted all the way to one side, far enough to make her neck crack. Ooh, that felt better.

She leaned in, whispering with actual worry, as she called him by just his first name for the first time in the history of her knowledge of the rock icon, Johnny Danger.

".. Johnny?"

Nearby, a puffy haired ghoul dropped her Eye-Scream on the ground when she realized rumours of Johnny Danger being close-by were felled by some pig-faced wannabe.

Dreams dashed. Eye-scream wasted. Eyes needing a heavy splash of acid.

JD was very nearly distracted from the lovely ghoul before him by the sound of dropped eye scream - he remembered a certain fairy girl and her too-vanilla boyfriend and smirked - but was fortunately dragged to the photoshoot before he could make (more of) an a** of himself.

"Yeah, well, like, you know, babe, it's all about perspective. Miss Winter, hottie-mcbody-of-the-year-2015, helped me realize that like, you know, you gotta..."

He paused as if searching for words, but really was just winking and oogly dropped-eye-scream-ghoul -

"You gotta, like, move past the like, image, dudette. It's all about the sound," he added, waving a semi-hoofed hand in the air vaguely. He had absolutely no idea what he was saying, but he was pretty sure it sounded frickin A.

"I just want my fans to like, focus on the music. I can bring the jam. I'm just like, the medium from which the totally sick beats flow." He gestured to himself, incorporating the extremely cool tiger stripe pants, bomber jacket and stained t. "This is just who I am now, y'know. Total chill. In the element."

He leaned in and whispered, "Besides, babe. Some human cultures considered swine to be like, a symbol of bein' abundantly D T F, I'm just sayin."

Oh Jack.. No no no! It was him! Johnny Danger turned Uggo!!! He was even winking at her with that horrible face of his. Was.. he waving?

Her face fell into her cupped hands as she sobbed over the loss of her icon of teenage lust.

Goodbye, sweet prince.

"Miss Winter, she's like."

He searched. He reached. He sincerely hoped his former professor read whatever mag he was being interviewed by.

"My muse, totally. She's like. So inspiring, in fact -" he lowered his voice scandalously, "She offered me private lessons. And you know like, I'm all about learning and all that jazz." What did she even teach? Eh, it probably wasn't important.

He considered this sufficient for the purposes of revenge and continued to answer the rest of her questions with a more jovial tone, not even put off by her snout-redirecting.

"Grumblys, yeah, yeah. They're ace, wouldn't miss that in a million years," he added, flashing a tusky smile. Take that, dad. He could almost feel the PR team's deadline to reinvent his image tightening. It was spectacular.

"Other than that, I guess just like, you know. Going with the flow. Finding some new material, like, from within and junk." He nodded sagely and brushed his hoof-nails against his coat, inspecting them. "It's gonna be mega. As soon as I know what's up, I'll be sure to give you like, an exclusive dish."

And then, for good measure, he shot a wink at Kettil too.

This was exactly what Freya was hoping for. Without even trying, JD was opening up to her about Miss Winter, and their relationship. She felt like she was about to whirlwind with this news, and was already trying to figure out when she would have the time to edit the interview in order to get it out as quickly as possible - in case any rivals were at the house cup, looking to scoop her exclusive.

She reached out and put her hand on Johnny Danger's shoulder, patting it fondly. "It really is guud teh hears that yeh finds yehrself inspired while yehr here at Amity. I knows that's what yeh always looks for, and if Miss Winter is givings yeh wants yeh wants.." Nice one, Freya, she congratulated herself inwardly. "Then we can only expects great things, as usual."

She grinned proudly at the offer for an exclusive dish, but her grin faltered when he winked at her husband. Johnny Danger had a bad habit of being irresistable, and she wasn't going to start worrying about whether or not he had his sights set on the man in her life. So she used her hand to turn his head back to the camera, and her. "I has teh knows, duu yeh thinks this looks is goings teh be permanent? I'm yehr fan until the day I turns teh dust, no matter what yeh looks like, but I can still be curious."

And she knew it was a question her fans were dying to know the answer to.