Mrs. Bongiove

- Yes, it happened. You are drunk!

- How do you know? I tried to formulate the sentence correctly.

- Go take a cold shower and bed. Tomorrow there's selection at North B.

- Like this?

- I just found out here in Babylon, by my colleagues. They are hiring for several areas, but the focus is on Marketing, Advertising and this branch. A new drink will debut... And it's not beer. And it's supposed to be a hit in the market.

- I'll... Take a shower... And... Watch three bachelors and a baby. This film is our face, Salma.

- Go to the bath, Baby. You need to be at North B. tomorrow morning.

- OK. Goodnight. I sang Karaoke... And I sing better than Ben.

- Holy shit, go to sleep, Babi. Now.

- I love you, Salma.

- I love you too, you crazy.

- What there was? Ben couldn't even open his eyes.

- Salma said I have to shower.

- Because?

Everything turned and I was confused, saying:

- Because of the smell of bleach. I think it makes her nauseous.

- Will she want to sleep with you when she arrives? He