And, how else? Euphoric, sunny, venal? Maybe you accept some gifts under the table? Nothing happens, anyway right now nobody is looking under your hands, nobody sees anything in our little sub-alpine country, but he knows everything, he is quiet and sometimes says a bit of a joke in passing, while a smile is forming on his face, when the lady, who is waiting in line, brings chocolate, saying, I can be the first, otherwise the goodies will expire...