I know you all wonder how did the boys spend New Year's eve - so, for you, I have asked them.
Flake: I spent New Year's Eve reading. That's my idea of quality time.
Paul: That's what you call quality? Me and Richard have prepared the world's largest strudel for New Year's! It was that big!
Olli: In a friendly neighborhood gay bar, of course! Dressed as Cher! I was crowned queen of the ball!
Till: I ate too much strudel. And after that I had too much sex. Free advice for all of you out there: don't overeat if you plan a wild night. The physical effort made my stomach ache. And poor Flake had to read me bed time stories so I could sleep. But they were slash stories, so let's just say we worked out all the strudel by the end of the night..."
Richard: I spent the night with Paul. His strudel is that big!
Paul: Ah, Richard! You're making me blush!
Schneider: I got drunk and fell asleep on my wife.
Till: Next year you should spend it with me, Chrissie... I guarantee more fun! Even if you do fall asleep on me at some point... No reason for me to stop the partying...
Olli (bats eyelashes): Have I told you I was elected queen of the ball?