Tamara makes Ms. Fischer an offer

Gretchen stood in front of Tammy, confused, with the package in her hand:

"Yes, thank you Tammy, but for what ... I mean why?"

Before Tammy could answer her, she followed suit:

"Well, you and your partner can't simply .... there are still students after all ...."

Her traditional upbringing **** its way out. Pimps at school yard ... such things shouldn´t be possible! Weren´t menat to be in her world!

Tamara smiled and looked kind of amused for a moment when she said more to herself in a low voice:

"Dragan, Dragan I think you're right ..."

"I beg your pardon?" Gretchen responded in confusion.

"Oh, nothing ..." Tamara chriped.

Then she added with more sincerity in her voice:

"I think you have a completely wrong idea of ​​our industry. If you like, I will show you our company so that you understand that we have long since left the dirty corner where many people still place us."

With a winning smile that would have done any toothpaste advertisement credit, Tamara presented her business card to Gretchen:

"Think about it. I'm not suggesting that you make a class trip out of it ......" she winked at Gretchen, who looked confused

".... but it can certainly do no harm to get an impression of yourself before you form a final opinion. Don't you agree with Ms. Fischer?"

Gretchen noticed that she Tammy cunningly had maneuvered her into a trap.

Of course, Gretchen thought of herself as modern, open-minded and standing above things like crude prejudice ...