We have a PC operator, an absolutely untouched girl. The aunt hates her fiercely, because they crush all the patterns, so they constantly oppress her. Yesterday we drank coffee from the hallway, the accountant passes by:"Oh, B-k, when you get married, you are all sitting in the girls, and you are still sitting". She touches the huge monitor headphones hanging on her neck:"Why do I get married? And that’s a joke on the neck!"