Mews holds his breath as he knocks at the apartment next door. His worst suspicions are confirmed.
"Yes, hello, I am Horst. It is very nice to meet you Mr Mews. Do come in, yes, into the kitchen-I have to check on the spatzle-the wurst is almost done. Would you care for a glass of Gerwurtztraminer while we wait? I'm so glad you were able to respond to my invitation." Mews nods and slowly enters the kitchen. "Please do have a seat Mews. Yes, right there, that's fine. Go ahead, I don't bite."