I'm thinking about learning another language.
Oh, which one?
Oh, I thought you knew it; with a name like Frau Alpert it must be your mother tongue.
No, I have had that name for only a year.
Yes, Bob called me that once and the name has stuck. Everybody calls me Frau Alpert now, always since I changed my job.
What's your real name, then?
You mean what was my name a year ago. It's not important. I found a German passport on my desk with the name Frau Alpert and my face in it. A week later came a birth certificate to match.
That must be Bob!
Oh! No! It isn't Bob. He is so close to me. I know it wasn't him.
Well, who could it be?
I've no idea. I don't think I'll ever find out. Perhaps that's not important. You know, in my appointment calendar I'm booked for two weeks intensive German lessons, with more to follow.
You don't seem to have any choice.
You're right. I am Frau Alpert.