When Angela inquired about possible dates, she caught me completely off guard. We had not seen each other for 17 weeks. When I gave her the preprint of ›The first two years – Best of DJIL‹ to review, I was prepared for a long silence. A very long silence. If she wants to talk to me now, something must really be bothering her. Maybe the thing with Sauer. Any confrontation is forbidden on the phone, of course. ”In advance“ must remain in advance. The BND has so little to laugh about that the surveillance officers would scribble down every comic discussed over the phone and fax it to Pullach.