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Nele.
- Nele! - Yeah, what?
Santa Clause says you have to turn down the damn music or he'll never come back.
Ugh, the cookies are gonna burn!
Great! Let's burn all this shit, we're all gonna feel much better then, anyway.
Well, what's this?
Don't you dare! Hands off!
I haven't decorated them yet. You can either help me, or eat crisp bread.
Ok, pass over the shit. But Nele? May I please, please change the music?
Okay, fine.
Thank you.
Shit! I'm out of icing sugar!
Oh my God! The feast is cancelled. Quick, let's call everybody.
I'll just go get some.
I'd eat them without icing, too.
Hey Nele, there's enough decoration stuff right here, it'll last til Christmas 2030!
Don't you touch those cookies! There better not be even one missing.
Whoa. Hey, we're back!
We're home!
Hi!
Awesome!
Wow! It's never looked this beautiful in here!
You're the first to appreciate it! Thanks.
Because this woman here thinks that every piece of decoration stands for a childhood trauma.
I see! That's interesting.
And hey, leave her alone. She has to concentrate.
Okay, fine. What are you plans for Christmas Eve?
Tuner will stop by, after he's been to his Mom's, John and Pia as well...and Dominik too.
You're invited, too! If you don't have other plans.
Yes! I want to look in on Johanna, but we'll celebrate here, right?
Yeah, sure!
Oh my God, we have to do Secret Santa!
Yes!
Awesome!
You're gonna join in! No back talk!
Did you bake these?
No
That would be therapy level 2.
Come on, I'll help you.
- God, I love chocolate! - Hey, everything goes on the cookies, ok?
Yummy!
Ok, you keep going. Anything missing besides icing sugar?
Hey
Hey.
What did you do with the cookies? They taste like caraway, curry and pepper. Was that supposed to be an Indian variation?
Oops...I guess I lost the beat there a little.
Well, I knew she'd come back some time. It's not THAT bad.
If I had to live with Dominik...I'd bake caraway cookies, too.
Hey. I was temporarily insane. But now I'll manage. I'm not a pussy, like you.
Yeah, right. And that's why you volunteer to get the icing sugar and hang out at the Christmas market. You're so cool.
You love romantic drama, Nele, I don't.
If a woman doesn't want me...tough luck. Another one will come around.
And if you talk yourself into believing you're cool long enough, you actually will be. I don't think so.
Yeah. It would never work for you anyway, Nele, because you'll never be cool.
Whatever. I have to make cookies.
Yes, and I'll help you. It's fucking Christmas after all.
Great! I have one more customer, half an hour blow dry, I'll see you at home. You could start without me.
I'm so happy! See you in a bit.
I hate Christmas.
And 2 euros change. Thank you.
Thanks. Happy holidays!
Thanks, to you too!
- Hey! - Hello!
You're back already? I thought you were staying in Korea over the holidays.
No, some important appointments in Berlin came in for Kurt.
Everything ok with you?
You didn't hear about it, did you?
Kathrin's alexia became public.
What? How did it happen?
Some interview. She was talking privately, and there was an open microphone.
Shit. And now?
Well, you can imagine. They all leaped at it.
How is she?
She had another breakdown
A stroke?
Mercifully, no. But the doctor told her she has to stop working.
If there's anything I can do...
She still doesn't want to have anything to do with me, does she?
Could you do me favor and just let me know if anything's up?
Of course I will.
Ok.
- Hey - Hey
I'm sorry.
I really want to go to her, but...
Then do it.
Listen, if she doesn't want to see you, she doesn't. But you've tried at least then, right?
Yes, you're right.
Yes
Jasmin was feeling bad, I consoled her, and I'm fine!
Yes, but the consolation thing, that doesn't work. It only gets worse when you hug her.
But I didn't hug her. I didn't even pat her.
No?
Nope. Nothing. No rapid heartbeat. Nada.
Okay...even though you're into women in need?
Well, you can cut out your needy looks from now on then, huh?
Well, congratulations! That was quick healing...between the apartment and Sp�tkauf.
When exactly did you fall out of love there?
Maybe when I found the last pack of almond slices for you behind the cat food at the Sp�tkauf?
Yeees! You christmas elf! We're gonna bake Florentines!
Hey
No, don't get startled. You left the key in the lock.
Jo told me everything. I'm really sorry.
I just don't know how to go on.
I don't know.
Jasmin
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