Hans Anderson returned from his visit to the pub in the late afternoon.
" What did he say?", Ingrid asked.
" O, he would talk to that girl. Tanya she's called and she's a bit of a troublemaker. The landlord is a nice man though, very friendly."
" So that's all settled?"
" It is. I think it's just an incident. The pub is a decent place. How's Markus?"
" Angry. He locked himself up in his room and refuses to understand we aren't going to pay for his driving lessons. Perhaps we are being too harsh?"
" The deal was no alcohol before he was eighteen."
" But do you realy think that's realistic, Hans? Eighteen... I was twelve when I had my first drink."
" A nice example."
" What's that suposed to mean?"

Before he could answer, the door was pushed open and Ida rushed in, leaving muddy footsteps behind on the carpet. Soon after Kirsten followed. Her face was red with anger.

" Give that back, you little brat!"
" Come and catch me if you can!"
She ran up the stairs and started paging through the little notebook she was holding.
" Peter... Australian guy, good looking, works for lady Nascent, strange old lady. Rumours say he's looking for his mother. What does the arrow from Peter to mrs. George mean?"
" Give it back!"
" Oh I get it. He lives there doesn't he? Or is she his long lost mother?"
She turned the page.
" Mrs.  Doris Day... You realy should learn to write Kirsten."

Kirsten stumbled up the stairs, running after Ida, but was stopped by the angry voice of mrs. Anderson. She had appearantly recovered from the first surprise.
" Stop it and come here. Now!"
The two girls entered the living room and stared at the dirty carpet.
" Take off those shoes Ida. You are not going to do anything until these footprints have disappeared. Understood?"
" Yes mum."
" And give me that notebook. Is that Kirsten's?"
" Uhuh."
Mrs. Anderson looked at the messy text.
" Harry, brother of Tanya, possibly involved with Lucy Loveday. Their sister Brook has a relationship with Chriss Mann. Father Gerard, notorious drunk. Samantha George, just ditched her boyfriend. Jenny George rumoured to fancy sergeant Bagheera, but her mum doesn't like this... What's this Kirsten?"
" A notebook, with notes."
" With gossip. You aren't going to do the same thing here understand?"
" What thing?"
" You know that all too well young lady. I don't think they need another tabloid here in England."