You're sitting on the sofa downstairs, reading a book you've been meaning to catch up on when you get a message from Tord asking for you to come to his room. You set your book aside and walk upstairs, gently knocking on his door and opening it, entering the room and suddenly coughing from the smoke around the room, all from his cigar. You scold him for it, watching as he rolls his eyes and motions for you to come closer. You approach Tord as he speaks, his thick Norwegian accent softly echoing through the room.

"Yeah yeah, just come here.."