Looking into the sea, he made last farewell and went home.

-Wait. What is it?

-What?

-It's the end. Is it not?

-Yes.

-But where is the story?

-Did you want or didn't you that I would tell you a short story?

-Yes, But..

-But what?

-It's not story. It's just the ending. There is no story.

-If it wouldn't be a story, why then would he make a farewell?

-Well. If you put it this way, may be you are right.

-Of course I am right. And now to business. As I've told you already a story, and I know your name, Bill, isn't it?

- Arthur

-It's not your fault that you are not Bill. But as I went through all the stages of good sell, would you buy this car?

-I have to think, to speak with my wife.

-I want to understand, Do you to behave by book?

-Yes. I shouldn't buy immediately.

-OK, what is written in your book that I have to do?

-There is nothing about you. There is a client and a seller.

-OK. My name is seller.

-Ah, then you should convince me -- Oh! Don't shake me so stroooong! And don't beat me on the head with this jack. I agree. I will buy.