from September to November;

[thethird]

If I tell you I'm excited, you'll get your panties in a twist. If I tell you I'm not, you'll get your panties in a hopeless twist.

Funny thing, Fraülein. Your panties reflecting the situation so accurately.

Except that, either way, I'm the loser.

Danke sehr und liebe Grüße,
Florian

Comments

[population_ctrl]

[A long pause.]

Don't give me a reason to bother with you.

[thethird]

Aren't you already?

[population_ctrl]

Are you still breathing?

[thethird]

[He laughs.]

You do make headlines enough to be a murderous husband.

[population_ctrl]

So you'd think.

A question, Monsieur.

[thethird]

I might have an answer. No promises.

[population_ctrl]

[... this is probably not what he expects.]

What's the book about?

[thethird]

[A long pause. Really, Herr Duroc?]

Shouldn't you ask Mireille that?

[population_ctrl]

[Shrug.]

I'm asking you.

[thethird]

Well. If you did ask her, she'd say that it's about bitches and bastards.

[population_ctrl]

Mireille isn't that colourful.

[thethird]

She doesn't shy away from language, Herr Duroc. Our profession doesn't really allow that.

[population_ctrl]

You'd be surprised.

[thethird]

You're the know-it-all. I've only seen your living room and your kitchen.

[population_ctrl]

Ah. I'm sure we can arrange a sightseeing just for you.

[thethird]

As long as I don't invade the sacredness of your bedroom.

[population_ctrl]

Regarding that - do take my advice. Herr Grönemeyer.

[thethird]

You're not a murderer, I'm not a rapist. In the end, Mireille's the one calling the cards.

[population_ctrl]

You really don't know anything, do you?

[thethird]

Wie bitte?

[population_ctrl]

Mireille doesn't know the way. Do wait for her to lead - I'm sure you're a patient man.

[thethird]

She's strong-minded, she'll manage. I'm sure.

[population_ctrl]

As you say.

[thethird]

Don't tell me you married her because you think she's weak.

[population_ctrl]

Oh, needing guidance isn't a sign of weakness.