My friend, let’s call him for short, Lesh, being in a state of heavy alcoholic intake, walked around the city in the sense of having something to eat. The first on his way met with the Chinese fast food. For two minutes honestly trying to focus on the wise transliteration from the language of the cradle of civilization, he found nothing better than to approach the window and say, "Give me a huni, please." The girl in the window, having nothing to do with the representatives of the Asian race, which looked more like Dana Borisova with the eyes of Valeria, showed the top of tact, understanding and, probably, a little telepathy: - You with sauce or without?