Today I went out on the balcony (1st floor) to smoke and witnessed a wonderful picture:

On the flower bed near the bench lies a blue man, lying in a layer of a-la sleep. Moreover, if he is dressed in normal clothes, I would even say a wealthy look, a little dirty. Two mints approach the body with smiles; pin - zero reaction; pin more and more - the body twists something, finally breaks up the zenks, sees the mints, silently climbs into the pocket of the jacket and stretches the mints, 200 UAH, five-hour. Mint receives "don" and the male is immediately cut off. And then one of the gentlemen of the police issued a phrase that charged me with a good mood for the whole day: "I paid taxes - and sleep peacefully!" The menta goes away, the body continues to sleep, everyone is happy, the curtain.