A woman is in the bus and speaks on her mobile phone:
- And you imagine, Sophotka, I will go into our bedroom, and he and his neighbor there cuddles on our bed, well, I stumbled into the kitchen... Oh, Sophotka, my stop, I will go to work at six and tell you.
Six in the evening. The same woman sits on the bus, and in the bus all the same faces are sitting, here a man jumps up, barely translates the spirit:
Am I not late?
He looks at the woman and says:
How did you get? Call the Sophia.