Imagine my aunt and I go to fur shops looking for a gift for my mother’s birthday. The stuff has gone a bit around already, we see a large "Mechanics" (sic!). They stood, thought, yet decided to go. Come, let’s see, and come to me as a consultant, say, look for something? I, so carelessly looking at the store, give out: “I would have a couple of gigantic human-like combat robots.” Before hiding in the shelter, she still bragged for a long time "How long have you already borrowed" and "How many more such jokes".