Christian & Oliver Part 80a - 17.10.12

For a change this wasn't a bad idea of yours. Even though I won? Come on - if you tell me afterwards that this was a paddle contest? Oh, you always have an excuse ready, right? Always. Just like when we played billiards. Come on, you still owe me a rematch. Right. I offered you one, you declined. Offered? That was more like -- I don't believe it. It's really the two of you without butting your heads together? Well, if she is your sister, we have to get along somehow. That is, IF. By the way, I think you have very similar eyebrows. Why don't you just take a DNA test? Yeah Fritzsche, that is an excellent idea. We already did. We're still waiting for the results. I really need to get back to Tübingen. My boss is already waiting for me. Who's thinking about leaving? We want to play poker later on. Do you want to join in? If you want me to get you wet again? Even more wet? It's too bad you're leaving. I had hoped that you would stay a bit longer. Oh well, it's not a final good bye. What if all of this is just a big mistake? And we only had the same stuffed animals as kids? What if Clarissa lied to us? Then we will stay friends. I'm going to call the lab now. I have no desire to wait any longer. Me neither. Yes, hello, Sabel. A few days ago, I had ordered a DNA test and I just wanted to ask when we can expect the results. Thank you, I'll wait. Yes. What? Are you sure? Okay, thank you. Good bye. The results had already been sent out. What? -- Yeah. Yes, and they don't disclose any information over the phone. If we request it in writing, it will take another three days. But I have to go back tomorrow. My vacation is over. God, it probably just isn't meant to be for us to find out together. Nonsense! We will find out about it. Maybe it ended up in the recycling paper bin. Maybe my father is right and we got on the wrong track here. Just because the letter has gone missing now? Maybe it's destiny? Destiny, my ***! Say, will you still be here for poker night? If it takes place at our flat, I can't very well funk out. Come on, Olli's going to be there, and Bella, too. Then you should be the one to funk out. Why? It's silly to always dodge one another. It's way too exhausting. Excuse me? You just wanted to launch her into outer space. Yeah, but she is Olli's sister or probably, that is. And anyway, we are grown-ups. Who are you and what have you done with Andi? Oh, calm down. I'm just being nice. Yeah, sure. And she makes pretty good Käsespätzle. And that's why I thought we could give her Daniel's room, because he has made up with Jessica and now he's always sleeping there. Now, you want her to move in with us? You do realize that she actually lives in Tübingen? I just have the feeling that she will probably stay a bit longer now and it's totally annoying that she sleeps in the living room on the couch, especially if I want to watch boxing at night. Sure. And I really don't feel like sitting on her again. She might break another body part. Sure. Can you actually say something else as well? Andi, you don't have to explain it to me. I... I like Bella too. What? And I don't mind her having a room in the flat share. I don't think she will be staying long anyway. Ok, I think we've stared at the letter long enough now. This is the moment of truth. Here, you read it. No, you read it. Ladies first. It's not that easy... My heart is totally racing. I feel as if my whole life depends on this letter. Now, I would really like it if you were my sister. I feel the same way. I've always missed something like you. Something! Be careful what you say. Okay... Would you think I was totally crazy if I would ask you to wait until tomorrow to read the letter? What would that change? I don't know. It's just a feeling I have. Maybe because I'm going back to Tübingen tomorrow anyway. So...? If we read this letter today, then the evening will no longer go as planned, no matter what the result is. Could it be that this is just an excuse? Because you're scared of the result? When my mother died, I thought the world had come to an end because I was so sad. For some reason, I always thought we were so much alike and I thought I had my father's eye color. Should I now find out that they've lied to me all these years... man, this is going way too fast for me right now. I would really prefer it if we could wait until tomorrow to read the letter. Alright, tomorrow then. We'll just heighten the anticipation a bit more. Thank you.