I worked in a cosmetic warehouse. There was a lot of interesting things, but the most brought the phrases of men of varying degrees of arrogance and brutality:

and Maiax! Where are the grape peelings?

Demon, bring me an anti-cellulite scraper.
in a minute
“Dimon, I said anti-cellulite for my ass, and you said for my body.

“Tol, give me all the goat milk that I have, I miss it.

Oil, butter, butter, tonic... who did it? and Vadim? How many times to say, here is only oil, the tonic has its place!