Rolf turned out to be not such a bad guy. at first you were afraid of him, not knowing how to start a conversation and what to do in his company, but after that you joined in. you definitely decided that he was a cool guy, so now the idea of IFA Wartburg didn't even seem like a losing one.

Heinz introduced you while you were still students. Rolf was tall, serious, and his big eyebrows made you feel a little guilty because he looked like he was mad at you. one meeting, the second — and now, Kempinski is already laughing to tears when Heinz tells the tragic story of a sausage and a cutlet. you all laugh and console Klinger that you will definitely buy him a new sausage and cutlet... That, by the way, is your only problem.

Heinz became more voracious. his cheeks were noticeably rounded, and he himself became somehow rounder. this is a natural process, not particularly exciting for you, but soon it began to turn into a kind of gluttony. you brought food for two: for Klinger and for Kempinski, but Rolf, for some reason, sometimes gave food to the eternally hungry Heinz. the first few times you didn't pay attention, but then you felt corny sorry for Rolf. Why does he have to do this all the time?

Heinz was late for your meeting. It was a wonderful moment to finally let Rolf eat properly. you served him a Berliner: a delicious and fragrant doughnut with raspberry jam. At first, the musician was a little stunned by such an offer, and then, somehow smiling uncertainly, he took a donut.

— thank you... That's very sweet of you, but you don't have to bother. I'm never hungry, you know. hehe.