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"But Renate. Have a heart. Look how cute she looks!" Gertrud pet the kitten, calming it. The little one was purring for joy as Gertrud gave me puppy-dog eyes.
"Be reasonable, Gertrud. The old man back there at the fish stand also looks cute, but you're not taking him home either!"
"You never know what the day brings," she retorted.

"Did she study medicine, like she wanted to?"
"Yes, she did. But... it's like this... Kirsten's always been more for the arts and animals. Academia is not really her thing..."
"I see. Does she fight shingles with belly-dancing?"
"With cats."
We looked at each other for a few seconds, and then burst into a long, loud, hearty bout of laughter.

There was already a long queue at the [check-in] counter, and I whispered to Gertrud that her usual faking of a heart attack would not be a good idea this time. We'd risk being left behind [by the airplane], and we couldn't risk that.

Stefan just buried his face in his hands, adding that he was happy to be ignorant when it came to the shenanigans of us "old folks".