"All these Danes. So many. Mick said there are loads of Swedish blokes too."

Ted walking out to the car with his son, noticing the two new faces standing next to their ride but the one that got his attention wasn't the shorter blond boy but the tall dark-haired girl. Bloody hell! She seemed even taller than Mikkel. What did these girls eat? They were all so tall.

"Fucking hell! Excuse my language but---you're a tall lass too. What do you Danes all eat? Long leg medicine or something? No wonder all the lads go mad for you girls looking like supermodels."

Mick just shook his head, giggling because Aarne wasn't Danish but Ted didn't know that.

"Nice to meet you too, lad."

Ted putting his hand out to shake Fredrik's hand, which the young Swede did, trying not to giggle because meeting Mick's father was funny.