a school graduation certicate and some kind of degree in business administration from the Free University of Berlin, Felgner launched herself in the new Germany as a business woman. In 1993 she became the chief executive, and subsequently the proprietress, of Schneider Automobile GmbH, an automobile dealership in Berlin for which, according to chamber of commerce records, she paid 250,000 Marks. As in her former life, she used her networking skills to build up high society contacts, playing golf and tennis, also attending rotary club events and upmarket receptions. Felgner even became a member of the advisory council of the newly created Berlin Investment Bank. That put her in direct touch with three economically and politically influential Berlin senators: Wolfgang Branoner, Gregor Gysi and Harald Wolf. After the bankruptcy of her automobile dealership she unexpectedly turned up in November 2003 as the manager of the Castle Hotel ("Schlosshotel"), a luxury hotel in Berlin's Grunewald quarter. This would give her the opportunity to apply her talents and charms not merely to the hotel guests, but also to journalists. During the summer of 2006 the hotel's 42 rooms and 12 suites were taken over to accommodate the Germany national team for the duration of the 2006 FIFA World Cup. As the public face of the hotel, Klinsmann's châtelaine ("Klinsis Schlossherrin") found herself called upon to give a never ending series of press interviews. There would be rules: all of the hotel's 81 staff would be required to wear black trousers or skirts and white T-shirts, echoing the footballers' own outfits. Staff would not be permitted to ask for autographs. But they had already welcomed the King of Spain and the Sultan of Brunei as guests: Schlosshotel staff would not be fazed by important guests. Maybe the famous players would have the chance to tell of their exploits to her four boys who sometimes played in the hotel gardens. Strangers would be kept away from the footballers and the view from neighbouring houses where rooms had been rented out to paparazzi photographers would be screened off for June. She was in her element. Six months after it was all over she confided her feelings in a newspaper contribution: "Nothing compares with this summer". She had taken the footballers to her heart, placing a letter on their beds each night "and a little surprise". Thanks to all those press interviews, by the end of