I am going to the metro. Everyone sits, stuck in gadgets: who in the book, who in the tablet, who in the phone. At the stop, a guy of intelligent appearance enters the car: glasses, a suit, a white shirt. The doors are closed, the guy gets out of his pocket a carefully folded film bag with pipes and begins to chew. Until he came out at his station, the whole car forgot about his gadgets and stared fascinated at the guy.
The magic of bubbles, hole!