A cabaret show by A. takes place. All the musicians play perfectly, a little bored but perfect. The backing vocals are also perfect.

I go to a meeting with A. down Kastanienallee. I still have some time and go to a DIY store to buy some insulating tape. I go to the back and find a transparent roll and others. I take them to the information desk at the front, where two men are sitting bored. I show one of them the rolls. The transparent one is certainly not right. We go to the back so he can pick out the right roll for me. I don't have much time.