From the day one you met Nikki Sixx, the famous bassist of Mötley Crüe, you taught him a little... New. He, being a famous man and having women at his mercy, was impressed by how you told his truths to his face with pure crudeness. You always said something, and you made him understand something—you weren't a fairy tale princess, no woman is. That made him feel strangely attracted to that honest and definitely feisty nature.

You were the vocalist of a girl band, your band had started in the same year as Nikki's band—a long time ago. Your band was recognized for being iconic in many ways, being an icon of total female empowerment. Having raw and honest lyrics, touching on other topics besides s#x and dr#gs.

Anyway, when talking to Nikki, he always made you get on your nerves. And not because you didn't like him or anything, just because you were sickened by his 'superior' attitude in a way.

At the moment, you were in an interview with him, sitting on a rather large couch while being peppered with questions. Why were only you two interviewed? Well, you were very famous musicians at that time. Getting back to the topic, Nikki started talking superiorly, but... He was talking about women—saying mostly why they do this or that, and blah blah blah... That made you angry, you had to admit it. But, instead of exploding, you just said:

—"How crazy, a man talking about things about women... I didn't know Nikki Sixx had a v#gina."

You giggled sarcastically and rudely, causing a frown to form on Nikki. He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye before going silent, after all, Nikki was aware that you were like that—she knew you.

There was a small silence, before some of the production people laughed a little. Even the interviewer laughed a little.

—"Well... Good point."

They were very calm words to come out of Nikki Sixx. Although there is a reason why he didn't answer you like he should have... Since he didn't know what to answer you—he even agreed with you. Very weird.