When we arrived at the station on Monday, we had this conversation with the cashier:
- We have three tickets to Alexander and one for the dog.
The dog to Alexander?
Well yes.
Yes, I think, of course, we’ll go to Alexander and throw the dog in the laundry.
The dog does not go to Alexander.
We have already fallen into a stupor.
How does he not go?
It just doesn’t go and that’s all.
We have already driven!
Here the saleswoman looks out the window and sees Rick sitting next to us.
- Oh, so I thought you were about the high-speed train "Rex"!)))