Downtown apartment, keys in hand.
According to my colleague, the tenant isn't home.
We recognize the apartment by the Queen of Spades stuck on the door.
Found it. We tried the keys, but without success. Suddenly, the small window on the door opened.
A man was standing in the window.
Stark naked.
He looked at us, then asked with total calm:
- "CAN I HELP YOU???"
After that, he ripped off a yellowed piece of newspaper from the window, discretely held it in front of himself, and cheerfully invited us in.
We sold the apartment.
And we learned one thing forever:
Just because they say the apartment is empty and even give you a key to it, a surprise can hit you at any time...
We handle it with a total poker face even if someone answers the door completely naked in an "empty" apartment...
