Fredrik had managed to borrow a few of Hunter's films when he noticed Mikkel rummaging in his own box. Were they the ones that Ivar watched with the Dane? Perhaps.

"Ivar told me the ones you two watch are cheesy as fuck and so bad. Maybe this one will be just as bad? It's a spy action porn! Perfect for Erik and his dirty fantasies about Robert being a spy. Yeah, we need food."

The Swede nodded. If it was a film evening then the two would have to convince Erik and Robert that this was some sort of spy film.