My gaze drops to her reading…. Yes…. The Financial Times…. …. and trying not to be too obvious about it, I look to see which page she is reading…. FTSE index…. Stockbroker? Small investor….? Or just some rich bastard’s wife…? ? ? No ring…. “Looking for a good investment?” “Always.” There is a small pile of newspapers and magazines beside her on the bar. The Wall Street Journal, The Washington Post, Barron’s…. Serious then…. “So, what are you reading?” Her gaze is level. “It’s a piece about the situation in East Germany. The wall coming down…. The chaos it’s caused and the opportunities it’s raising….” All those people moving…. Opportunity knocks…. From behind me, Frank’s voice grates in. “So, we were trying to figure which of us you were giving the eye.” “Who says it was