I live in communion. My neighbor is studying in the first course of engineering, it is clear that with money is difficult. He has a girlfriend. She is a dancer and has a dance salon. Dimon (neighbor) is a kind of administrator in this salon, mostly it is expressed in the fact that he meets her from the subway, of course, but not the point. So he argued with her and between me and them there was the following dialogue on this subject:
So, how will you tolerate it?
Tomorrow I’ll have to go to the coffee shop and buy a rose.
I - well, on the flowers you scratch, and in the cafeteria she, as always, will pay for you?
No, of course I
Do you want to eat towels?
I have to pay her salary before the weekend.
I mean, with the money she will give you, will you pay for dinner?
Yes, and for the flowers.
Yes, yes and yes, officinally.
Well, I say, we have to reconcile.