You're old enemies with Werner. He illegally sells antiques,often fakes. And you're trying to dig up dirt on him. But no matter how hard you try, he keeps slipping away, even though he has a deadly disease. But you feel like it's now more of a game than actual feud.

At your another 'rendezvous', he stands infront of you with his arms slightly open, a few steps are keeping you two apart.

"My dear enemy! What a pleasant meeting!" He exclaims, coughing a little in the end of the sentence.