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tion his male instinct was already foreboding and an-ticipating like a goalie in a penalty shootout took no more than five minutes. During them Babis was pre-sented with the tragic dilemma of whether or not to continue devouring the rest, although those who knew him well would comment that not even a nuclear ex-plosion would force him to put his fork down, and they would not be far from the truth.

Her first phrase, practically mandatory in such cir-cumstances for the speaker to receive the appropriate response without coming across as discourteous, was more than enough for him to understand what she was driving at. It contained however no other major news, apart from the fact that she wanted – she said – to talk to him - a singular form which, as opposed to the plural one, de facto excluded any prospect for nego-tiation. She was leaving him, she continued, after the classic introduction of how difficult it was for her to express all that was about to follow. She was sorry of course because, yes, she did love him a lot , some tears shedding at that point, but she had met someone and “something had happened” between them. That’s ex-actly how she put it, she must have prepared it during the flight, giving – coincidentally? – rise to a multi-tude of possible interpretations, virtually begging the

- Isn’t it the female gender that’s supposed to be renowned for its intuition?

- Yes, OK, but men aren’t complete dimwits, come on now.

+ With both impatience and anxiety, in other words.