Just outside of Evanston, Illinois, Billy and Mickey’s mustaches snuck out of the hotel before dawn, put on disguises (fake beards,) robbed a Gulp and Go, stole a cop car, and made for Mexico.
When he awoke the next morning to find himself sans ‘stache, Mickey accused the stone-cold teen fox of stealing it and selling it for a handful of magic beans. The fox, while in her teens, was pretty bright, so she said, “What?” and then Mickey reiterated his claims, so the fox cleverly mentioned that the band/groupie complimentary breakfast was about to be opened to the road crew, and Mickey fairly ran down the stairs to get to the omelette bar.
The teen fox patted the pocket of her jean shorts to make sure the magic beans were still there, and went out the fire door into a chilly Midwestern morning.
Billy, though, has always brought extra mustaches on tour, so he wasn’t really bothered.