Atro: Dimka, I will not drink with you anymore. The “tree” with which you wandered from those dwarfs was a road sign. And it was not necessary to plant it on a canopy and water it. And it wasn’t worth digging down the road to all the encounters with the question "and you planted a tree?". The two men in the funny hats were menta. They also wanted to plant a tree. That tree was you.

Dimmu: Oh yeah... I understood that I am a plzhensky box. to protect against the youths.