I go to BP, time later. On the side of the cafe, where the C

Two people in front of me. A young man, and some

A motorist in the state. The one who is in the state, holds on manufacturing in

Five hundred banknotes. Haishnik takes his coffee, I give it, and then

He turns around and takes the young man from the hand behind him.

Five hundred, and he moves to the table. The boy flashes with his eyes. and then

He is angry, “Why? I have not broken anything!” Shamelessly confused,

Sorry, I have thought about it. Returns the bill.