Sasha spent the rest of the day with her little friend. They chatted again, built with “calls hands” a stunning house, which kept growing and growing, like by leaps and bounds. Number 32 was embarrassed when she had new ideas, but since the virtual would endure everything, new ideas were immediately implemented. Then they learned a new dance. Sasha had a glass of water on her head, and she had to twist her buttocks carefully so as not to spill herself. Guria kept telling her:

- You need to move ... well ... more restrained, or something. Everything turns out too ... too ... - and she bulged her wonderful...