-Ma! I want to invite my friends today.
-What, all of them? All 20?
-What's bad in that?
-No, No. It's good. When we came here, you had no friends. But in this neighborhood you've already made 20. Of course you can invite them.
-And it's not 20. It's 22. I've met a couple of kids yesterday and we became friends. I like them.
-22 are too much. We haven't enough place.
-Oh, mom. That's not a problem. Those two don't need a chair. They will sit on the table.
-Yes, still. And I haven't enough chairs.
-Mom! But not all of them use chairs. Jill sits on the floor. And Mark prefers under the table. Moht and Frab lay on it.
-I still don't understand why eight of your friends have to sit on chairs and can't just stand near the table like all the others?
-But mom, I've explained to you already. Those eight are from Earth, and there they still sit near the table on chairs. Not stand like here, on Venus. They are different, but they are my friends.
