Driving to the Expo

When Jacob got down to the car, he could not find his father. Instead he saw the Swedish swim champion from earlier standing right next to his beaten up old car.

She was holding the keys in her hand, swinging them around.

"Dad, are you gonna keep doing stuff like this?" Jacob asked.

"Yes, if I want to walk around in it for the next few days at the expo I have to get accustomed to the body!" Walter grinned enthusiastically.

"Ugh, fine I guess! Though I gotta say, you look like a cheap Scandinavian whore like this!" Jacob said.

"You just called me a WHAT!?" he heard the angry voice of his father next.

"A cheap Scandinavian whore! Why, got anything to add to that, skank?" Jacob grinned.