Jack entered the bar and was greeted by the blonde bartender, who told him without prompting that Annemarie hadn't returned since the night before, and added that she was concerned about something and wanted Jack to be careful.
"Careful? What do you mean, Zora?"
"I mean I don't like woman very much. Something about her. I don't know."
"What are you talking about? She seems okay to me."
"I don't know. Just something not right."
Jack liked Zora, and trusted her, and he also knew that women sometimes could sense something about another woman that men were clueless about, so he knew it wouldn't be smart to just ignore this unexpected warning, but he also knew if Annemarie came back he wouldn't look the other way, as he had at first.
Jack ordered a drink and sat nursing it while he pondered the situation he found himself in. It occurred to him that he had been warned during his training that the Stasi was known for recruiting beautiful young women as spies, and that he should be cognizant of that at all times, but he found the idea that he had actually been targeted by one of these women hard to believe. Why would they target him? How could they know he was worth targeting? Nevertheless, he decided he would be even more careful about how much information he would divulge about himself, and especially anything concerning his military duties, should he be contacted again by the mysterious Annemarie.
No sooner had Jack made up his mind about his future conduct than in walked his mystery woman, and out went Jack's resolve. She walked straight to him and sat on the same stool she had before, just to Jack's left. She actually placed her hand on his shoulder and gave him a smiling hello. He was instantly in her clutches, spy or no spy.
Jack ordered two drinks, which brought a disapproving look from Zora, but she complied without saying anything more than hello to Annemarie as she delivered the beverages.
"Where have you been?" asked Annemarie, looking into Jack's eyes.