"Well, unless it's a bad time, I think I'd like to meet my father now," Jack told the team.
"It's a good time, actually!" Dr. Horvath cried.
"It's our reading hour. William is a good reader," Dr. Berger said.
"It's our quiet time," Dr. von Rohr said.
"I believe he's reading a biography of Brahms," Dr. Krauer-Poppe said.
"Brahms isn't a trigger?" Jack asked.
"Reading about him isn't," Dr. Berger said matter-of-factly.
"Your father has two rooms, plus a bath, in the private section," Professor Ritter told Jack.
"Hence expensive," Dr. von Rohr said.
"I made a dinner reservation for tonight," Jack told them. "I don't know who else wants to come along, but I booked a table for four at the Kronenhalle."
"The Kronenhalle!" Dr. Horvath boomed. "You must have the Wiener schnitzel or the bratwurst!"
"There are mirrors at the Kronenhalle," Dr. Krauer-Poppe said. "One by each entrance, and another one over the sideboard."
"Surely they are avoidable," Professor Ritter said to her.
"The one in the men's room isn't!" Dr. Horvath said.
"Who's going to go with them?" Dr. Berger asked. "I can't--not this evening."
"I can go," Dr. Krauer-Poppe said. "I had a date, but I can break it."
"That would be best, Anna-Elisabeth--in case William needs some medication," Professor Ritter said.
"I'm sure that Hugo is also available," Dr. von Rohr suggested.
"I'd rather not go with Hugo, Ruth," Dr. Krauer-Poppe said. "The Kronenhalle isn't exactly Hugo's sort of place."
"I can't go to the Kronenhalle tonight and to St. Peter tomorrow morning!" Dr. Horvath exclaimed.
"Maybe I can go--I'll check my schedule," Professor Ritter said. "Or perhaps Dr. Huber can go."
"It makes sense to go to a restaurant with an internist," Dr. Berger remarked. "In case anyone gets sick."
"No one gets sick at the Kronenhalle!" Dr. Horvath cried.
"Dr. Huber has too many emergencies," Dr. Krauer-Poppe said. "If she gets called away, I'm alone with William and Jack--and the mirrors. Besides, there should be another man--in case William wants to go to the men's room."
"But I'll be there," Jack reminded her.
"I mean another man who knows your father," Dr. Krauer-Poppe said.
"I'll check my schedule," Professor Ritter said again.
Dr. von Rohr had a head-of-department look on her face, but she was smiling. The smile was something new to Jack, but the others seemed familiar with it.
"What is it, Ruth?" Dr. Krauer-Poppe asked her colleague.
"You couldn't keep me away from a trip to the Kronenhalle with William and Jack Burns--not in a million years!" she said. "You couldn't keep me out of the men's room, not if William went there--not if you tried!"