He's back with more time for himself, so we get him from the airport, take him to breakfast. He has not had popiah before, he loves it - I suggest that it is the same concept as their Taiwanese breakfast crepes. Sean plays the lead in taking him places while I leave for pickleball. It is suggested to me that I might play singles, as I beat Rudi again. But I'm getting ahead of myself, he's a low benchmark.
The gang of 5 meet up at no. 40 to discuss our plans for this year's workshop and his interns' tasks in our offices. But most of the time, we talk about other things, about his promotion - how one particular review made sure he jump through the hoops. It was about the time when I noticed that he was relatively quiet, so asked if he was 'ok' - he claims no one else asked this of him. I tell him it is just the old people's gut feeling that something is amiss.