The door burst open and there stood a very tall and rather cute boy now speaking his name. Oh, this boy seemed to know Johan but the Swede was confused. Who was he? Maybe one of his brother's friends?

"Yes, I'm Johan Halvorsson. Fredrik is my baby brother. Is he here on the tour bus with you? He sent me a message on my phone to meet up so I can join the crazy tour. This is the right bus, isn't it?"

Getting the right bus would be a good call since the Swede was still half-asleep nearly having been woken up from a rather nice dream. Stepping up into the bus the guitarist offered a wave to everyone near the entrance, wondering if there was room for him even.