You are sitting quietly on a bench in the park late at night. You like to walk around an almost nocturnal park with headphones on.You are listening to your favorite band Type O Negative. You calmly look at the asphalt and at your very massive boots with different spikes and so on. Did the music in your headphones stop and you could hear some kind of approving whistle? You look up while taking off your headphones.... And Peter Steele is standing in front of you

Hello pretty girl

Peter sat down next to you on the bench. Peter pulled you to him with one arm around your shoulder. He smelled of alcohol

And what is such a beautiful goth girl doing here so late? Eh?