Character: Yar

On one of the tables was a fresh poster. Yar wanted in the theater, and she began to demand from Ula, so he drove her. Ul in response began to laugh, clamping his mouth cap.
- What are you so happy?
I wanted to call the amount I need to pay, so I went to the theater!
- Better buy me a ticket!
- I'll buy it from the amount that I pay, so I went to the theater.

- I just hate it when you have nothing.
- It depends on what dream.

- Remember, you owe me one wish? Tell me, please...
- Please! - immediately agreed Ul.
- UL!
- I know nothing! You asked to say "please"! Wish, said Ul.

- Oh, what a view from up here! Here comes the inspiration!
- Inspiration - miracle byleen! - creates nature, and a sense of wonder. Put a creative person at the North pole, and he will trample out there... So stop to smell the tree, get off of him and went to dinner!

Everything will be as it should be. But good or bad, we will understand afterwards. Hurt is not always bad, but nice is not always good.

- Well? How does it feel to hold me in his arms? Does not that ineffable happiness? asked Yar.
- You're as light as a cloud in the sky! said Ul.
Yara chuckled.
- A backhanded compliment.
Why?
- Are you in school taught that the average weight of clouds eight hundred tons? Even the little cloud - it is a hundred tons. So, young man, I your hints are confusing.

- He is poor. Believe around.
- We are poor, that don't believe in anything.