And I was in a bathroom doing my makeup and just trying to be quick. And I noticed I had my phone lying there and I noticed that I've been getting calls. But I didn't recognize the number. But the calls didn't stop coming. And I was like, what the fuck is going on? I didn't pick up because I didn't recognize the number. I don't feel like picking up a number that I didn't know if I didn't have to. At some point, you know, after 10 minutes, 10 minutes, they were still calling me. So I was like, OK, I want to pick up, I guess. But I pick up the phone really careful. And I saw that it was the number from Austria. I pick up really carefully, like, not wanting to say my name. So I just say, hello. Really carefully. What I did here is somebody asking like a mature male voice, serious sounding voice, asking me, are you Mrs. Takanashi, Piara? And I'm like, yeah, I'm so... Then I was really concerned because why are you asking if I am this person, this is weird? I normally don't get calls like this. It's very sus. And then the guy on the phone says, I am so and so from the police in this, OK, your city, the city on this street. And I'm like, eh! And my mind immediately like, this is like freaking out. Like, what the fuck did I do? What did I do? What did I do? What could I have done? And what excuse should I make? Why would they call me? What reason? What? What did I do? Did I do something illegal? I was trying to remember. If I did something illegal that they would know of, but I couldn't think of anything. Well, he tells me that he is from this police department. Next he asks me, Mrs. Takanashi, where are you? And I say, I'm in Germany. And he asks, since when? Are you in Germany? I say, since yesterday? That's when I get more and more worried. Like, why are you asking me these questions? Are you looking for me? Are you trying to arrest me? Should I never come back home again? And he's like, okay, don't worry. Calm down, Mrs. Takanashi. It's not so bad, you know? I think he first asked me like, if somebody has like access to my home or so, and I said, yeah, well, I guess my brother is taking care of my cats right now. When I'm gone. And he says, that my neighbor reported that my door, my entrance door was completely open, and my cats were running around. And that I should, if my brother is taking care of my home, that he should learn how to properly close the door, kind of blaming my brother immediately. But he doesn't know how intelligence will be. Now, the thing is my door, you know? It closes automatically. You can still, you can't open it from the outside, but you can from the inside without, you know. But I don't know, they were worried. And instead of just putting the cats back in and closing the door, what I suppose happened is the neighbor went in and was like, hello, anybody there? Didn't see anyone, didn't hear anyone. So they were worried and called the police. And maybe, I don't know what they thought was worth it calling the police over, but maybe because maybe it looked like I got kidnapped or so. And yeah, they explained, well, everything's fine now. The cats, they put them back in, actually, it was mostly one cat and the other one was hiding in the very back of my closet, which tells me they went through my whole apartment like they saw it all. And that makes me feel that where we uncomfortable, I don't know if the neighbor saw everything or just the police, but it feels like kind of very uncomfortable for me because it wasn't perfectly clean and, and you know, there's like stuff like my YouTube play button somewhere and I hope they didn't see it. Like what the fuck, like who expects the police to suddenly break into my home, huh? I can't prepare for that. I don't know.