On my way out of the lobby, the door bursts open in front of me. A half-dozen nearly identical men - all of them about the same height (short, 5'5") with identical haircuts (close-cropped, nearly bald), all wearing jeans and some sort of track-suit top, and extremely similar facial features - come boling through the door. They're all gabbling, and all saying exactly the same thing - I can't make out what it is, it's German, I think - but they keep saying the same two word phrase that sounds a lot like "It's good" over and over again.
Weird. They must be making some big changes in the Matrix.