Who sleeps in Berlin?

Me and my buddy were in Berlin last night. We snook ourselves into this really fancy hotel by looking all demure in the lobby, then ran into the halls and ran through the en-suite rooms kicking off our shoes and running barefoot and laughing like madmen. It was hilarious. We should never have done it cause moments later we were taken hostage by indians, shiks I believe who were going to bomb Berlin. Naturally we were freaked out by these news but opted for different course of actions. My friend wanted to wait it out for our release while I just wanted to get the hell out of there. I chose to go my own ways by sneaking out of a tiny window undetected. I jumped from the second story window and my clothes ripped off in the fall, but I wasn't injured. I ran up the street looking for help and found an orange and black phone and tried to call for help, but it was out of order. I ran further up along the street and found more phones but they too were out of order. I came to a junction with beautiful old buildings with large balconys and it dawned on me that the phones were part of the indians plot. Not a second after realising this, the bombs went off and the hotel was destroyed killing everyone inside. Then I woke up. It was 4:10. Who sleeps in Berlin? I sure as shit don't.
-swup