Yesterday I had a quarrel with Lenka (((
WOW: What happened? You haven’t seen each other for two weeks. She wrote that she wanted to meet you.
HH: She wanted it very much.
We rented the apartment yesterday and spent the night very busy.
WOW : and?
I mean, I borrowed her money.
Well, in the evening, so as not to forget to give them, I put them on the table.
And now imagine "Morning. She stands up, kisses me, and I ask for the debt and fly out of my mouth: “Thank you, it was a great night, money on the table.”
The hidden meaning of this phrase I only understood when the vase arrived in me.