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pleased that he made the
effort for me, someone who is, after all, no-one to him. “Quick, give me the
number and I’ll make an appointment!”
    “Wait,
though,” he checks me briskly. “I have to clear up a couple of things first.
He’s not a dietitian, he’s a personal trainer. And he’s our age. And… no, he
hasn’t worked with anyone up to now.”
    “Oh,”
my enthusiasm begins to dissolve.
    “Listen
Olly,” he continues with new heat, “I’ll tell you the truth. The truth as I see
it. For me you should try him. It’s true he hasn’t ever worked with anyone,
you’d be the first, but, as I remember him, he’s an extremely serious person.
If he takes you on he’ll keep after you.  He’ll take good care of you, you’ll
see. Also, he’s always been a sports lover - really good in everything. He got
his license as a personal trainer and has always been passionate about people
taking care of their bodies and physical wellbeing… He’s really right for the
job.”
    “Hmm.”
My enthusiasm evaporates completely. A personal trainer? I trust Nic, but a
personal trainer… I’d prefer someone with a college degree, an office and a
white coat…
    And
then, he’s our age. And... he’s a friend of Nic’s. I can already imagine some
bodybuilder, all muscles, with super-white gym shoes and unnaturally tan – even
now, in mid-February, when you freeze in this city and don’t see a ray of sunshine
for four months.
    “Olly,
trust me… I think you’ll be happy with him. Give him a chance,” Nic insists.
    “Is
he a friend of yours?” I ask, trying not to give away my total skepticism.
    “He
was a classmate of mine in high-school, then we lost track of one another. I
know he was out of the country for a while. Now he’s here. Through some mutual
friends I was able to find his number and speak with him just today.”
    I
remain silent. I am scrambling to find a plausible excuse to tell him in a nice
way that I don’t want a bodybuilder with a tanning-bed tan to take me on.
    “Anyway,
you can ask him yourself for his exact resumé… Unless you don’t feel like
calling him, in that case forget it, but I thought it would be a great idea,
given that in any case you have to do some sport if you want to lose weight… and
knowing him, what his personality is like… I have the feeling that he would
really help you.” Noticing my continuing silence, Nic is speaking excitedly, in
an effort to persuade me. I think he’s guessed that this idea doesn’t convince
me. “Also, being the first one, like his guinea-pig, you could bargain a little
on the price. And then there’s his beginner’s enthusiasm to keep in mind!”
    I
laugh. “You know Nic? You shouldn’t have done engineering, you’re wasted as an
engineer. You’d be a fantastic salesman!” Besides, I feel too guilty to shoot
down his friend just like that, after all the trouble he’s gone to.
    “This
means you want to give him a chance? You’ll meet him?”
    “Yeah,
sure.” Meeting him once won’t cost me anything, certainly not ninety euros!
I’ll get rid of the tanned guy with some excuse after having met him once, I
owe at least one time to Nic.
    “You
won’t regret it!” Says Nic happily. He dictates the information on his friend
while I take notes on a page quickly ripped out of one of Elenina’s notebooks
and then hang up the phone.
    “Who
is…” Elenina begins, straining to read my piece of paper upside down. “An…drea…
Co…lucci?”
    “He’s
a friend of Linda’s,” I answer, telling myself that with the degrees of
separation, in a certain sense, it’s true. Ok, it’s not true, but just to get
it over with and have her concentrate on her homework in the shortest time
possible.  A white lie for her own good.
    For
my part, I call Andrea Colucci right away, that same evening, once I get home. Better
to get it over with quick, this thing. That way I can dedicate my energies to
the search for a person who’s pale and