I’m guessing it’s a white gravy instead of a brown gravy, so colored from cream and flour. I’ve only ever had brown gravy and lingonberries with my swedish meatballs, but then I’ve also only ever had them at Ikea which I’m sure isn’t the best representation.

Unfortunately you’re only allowed to do that if you’re arguing that your (insert X vehicle here) should definitely have been able to take on (insert Y vehicle here) because of something in said classified documents.

That ending was damn near wholesome. Also I think my favorite part of the whole thing was “the pizza is not negotiable.”