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Einer waited for Oscar to put his clothes back on, he went to the entertainers' dressing room and waited there until Oscar came to him.

Of course Oscar had to take care of his business with the lady and the club owner, because it would be a bit boring waiting for him alone in the changing room. Einer pulled something out of his pants pocket, a cigarette case with only one cigarette left in it.

Not long after, Oscar entered the locker room. He still looked incredulous at Einer's presence, as he still remembered the face that seemed to say he would never step foot into this place again in his life.

"You surprised me, Einer," he said, holding out his hand - asking for a cigarette donation. Oscar pulled his hand back as Einer showed him the empty box, the last cigarette already on Einer's lips. "I thought you wouldn't come back to this place anymore."

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to go back to work."

Oscar drew a frivolous smile, mocking Einer's words spoken with such conviction. "Re