"Did you just say "pimp you out to this hot flower?"

Sigurd stared at Mikkel before bursting out in laughter because it sounded so ridiculous but cute at the same time. Such a trashy brat he was. Fredrik was now burying his flower head into Mikkel's hair snorting out giggles because he was drunk and it was funny.

"Let's get dirty daddy drunk!"

Fredrik now grabbing onto Mikkel's hand and Sigurd's, yanking them both towards the booze stall.