Sitting on a bench with a girl, and on the contrary, in the dark, another bench stands, in the direction of which a different couple with characteristic reasoning moves. Nothing, if for the rest of the time (and he was not a little) we didn’t have to listen to the philosophical discourse of the guy and the already worked breaths of the girl’s boredom. Deciding to distract my girlfriend, I ask:
What do you think is their date?
I thought a little *
The last one.