Shicky was rejected and I was in. Things were not that simple.
I was the one who decided. The authorities decided to make me choose.
'Broadhead would you like your friend Bakin to be in or out?'
'One million is big enough to be a nest egg to live comfortably'
'It will do him good.'
'But then again there is the other applicant -- Klara'
'But then if you intend to be straight then you are going to be lonely on this trip'
'Tell me your decision at 1900hrs GMT, will you?'

I decided.