Once, returning to work from lunch, found a missed phone call from a stranger in the city. I call back, they answer, “Morg is like that, hello.” The soul went to the heels, all possible desperate relatives flew in front of their eyes. I’m going with the spirit, “And you called me a few minutes ago, on what issue?” A noise is heard at the end of the wire, something is found out, a young girl gets the phone: "Oh, hello, and I called on your ad on the avito, you haven't sold the cat yet?"