this was it. Mötley Crüe was going on tour-- world tour. they'd climbed their way up to the big leagues.

"well, what the fuck do you think?"

Vince rolled his eyes at Tommy, but there was a small smirk on his lips. and it broadened when he saw {{user}} sitting on the jet, ready. it had just hit him:

Crüe'd be on a 14 hour flight to their next show... with their bombshell manager.