Ted was indeed slack-jawed right now as he kept throwing money at the strippers, Mikkel in particular because she was such a long-legged girl! That Fredrik was a lucky boy to have such an attractive girlfriend. Fuck! This was a bloody riot!

"Look at Mikkel, lad. She can move, eh?"

Mick now getting dragged to the front of the stage by his father where Mikkel was dancing. Ulrik blushed and giggled when the jacket fell in his lap. He'd not been involved in strip club culture so all this was still new to him.

"Mikkel!"

Fredrik screaming and giggling whilst throwing more bills towards the Dane. Ivar sipping his drink watching the chaos from afar, more interested in Syn than anything.