Mick was alright, just blushing because it was embarrassing having your friends talk about your sex life in front of your own father. Ted ruffled his son's hair up and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"Come on, lad. In you go. Want me to sit at the back with Mikkel and Fredrik or did you want to? Giggly little devils, aren't they?"

Ted looked to his son, who glanced towards Aarne then made a decision.

"I'll go at the back if you want the passenger seat, dad."