B: Jere, Jerci, Käärijä, Kärtsä, Bro, Brader, Broder, Brother....
Kris: Bojan, what the hell are you doing?
B: Only a week and we will be in Helsinki. I'm trying to remember all the names I can call Jere.
Kris: Oh, you are so pathetic. We all know that you don't use those names.
B: Of course I call him all those names. I just have to remember in which context I use which name.
Kris: You are out of your mind. You can call him Jere, it's his name. And we may call him Käärijä. And Häärijä is Häärijä or maybe Hojan.
B: Yes, Jere in public. But we are going to spend time in private as well. It's not the same.
Kris: I think he doesn't mind if you call him dear. Or honey, or baby, or sweetie, or my man or my little green finn. What ever.
B: Kris, wonderful ideas. Can you say again, I will write them down.
Kris: Bojan. You drive me grazy. How long will Jere be with us on tour?
B: Hopefully for a long time. I have missed him so.
Kris: Yes, we have noticed. You are an idiot.
B: No, I am in love.