Ready.

The table is ready. Two old friends come later. K the Pshycoanalytic and J the Architect. Dinner is to be prepared. I have respect for the Psychoanalytic. (Not for her husband, the Architect :-)) Try to behave when she is looking in to my eyes. What does she see? A potential patient? May be. After a glass or two of good wine it doesn`t matter. We are good friends. My Mrs.B is calling (shouting) for me to come and help her with the dinner. I better do.