We decided to wait a little while for the crisis to leave. Rent a room and play cards.

Something's loose. I almost died earlier. Well, that's good.

He sits on the chair facing the table. Now it's my turn to pull.

Let's make it this way. Dear Calcirast, who says he will reach out.

"Whoa, Maricana, are you serious? Is that a good card?

"Is it sudden? Is it a psychological battle?

"Of course, I thought it was important to upset them."

"Well, let's make it look this way. I knew it was this way"

"No, you just glanced at the card, didn't you? Maricana, it's against the rules, it's sketchy."

"If you win, it's the government. You'll have this fight."