This is serious.

[10 am. He was on time.

But that wasn’t much of a suprise for him, of course, since he didn’t had to search too long for his stuff. Comb, gel, hair spray - Everything was practicly on its proper place in the bathroom and it took him only a little effort to grab all this stuff and shove it into his brown bag.

Now he was standing in front of the bakery door, the firm look which he had been carrying the last hours still on his face. After taking a last look at his wide-stretched bag, he rang the door bell.]