- Order accepted. Please wait.
After some time, the cook-waiter-strongman brings the promised dumplings and cheese pancakes to the couple.
- Enjoy your meal.
Beata starts eating. Guyon hesitates, then joins her.
- What's with you? Why are you so tense?
- You know who his son is dating?
- Well, who?
- Your former cellmate.
Beata almost spat out her food.
- That bitch is out?!
- I'm shocked too... Relax. If anything happens, I have an antidote.
- Easy for you to say... Guyosh, this is my favorite place. Am I supposed to avoid it now?
- Let's hope he doesn't let her near his kitchen. And she doesn't seem like the type who would earn an honest living here.
- What about Christoph? I know that bitch. She'll suck him dry.
- I don't know... Will they believe us if we tell them?
- Probably not... They'll say I'm making it up. And I'm a star in the criminal chronicles myself.
- But we can't just sit here and watch.
- We can't. But we can't go in head-on either. We need to think. At least, we need to warn our people.
- Yeah... Although... Maybe she's changed?
- A leopard can't change its spots.
- But you changed.
- Well, I...
The couple tries to eat quickly and leave. They keep glancing at the door.
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