I take an order from the airport, sit down a couple, we go.

I went out on the track and I straight into my left ear so blow the beginning, I see they opened the window and go quietly.

And it blows so cool, well on the street warm, plus 15, but cold in the ear... and can't say, VIPs still.

Somewhere twenty minutes later, the girl in the back says, "Can we close the window?"

Finally close it, I say.

And then I remembered, after the washing the salon was ventilated and to see then not all the windows closed.

They don’t talk, I don’t talk, introverts are dumb.