I work two steps from the house where my MCH lives, but I have never been there.
We agreed today that when I ended at 16, I would call and see you. I call.
I am. Hi, I am everything.
Listen, let’s play a little quest?
I am. Surprisingly, let’s...
In general, now you go out of work, turn to the right and go straight and straight, until you stumble at the iron door, eh?
Taac, I think it was the door of his entrance, he showed...
I am. Okay what next?
MR.- Next to the door - the device with the buttons, tap 1, 5, 8 and "B", there will be further instructions. Ok to?
I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going.
Now the door will open. Do not go into the elevator, you will climb exactly 60 steps and straight, OK?
I go, I count to 60 as a fool, the fourth floor, the door is straight open, he stands... half in the shaving foam and with a rose... and blamelessly says this:
Sorry, but I didn’t have time to shave. Five minutes and I’m all yours.
I love it, even though it’s a computer.)