P: Ahhh, I am sleepy. What's the news?

J: The manor we uploaded last time needs adjustment and here it is.

P: I didn't sleep well last night, cut to the point , dude.

J: The indoor garden is refurnished . It is more beautiful at all directions. 

P: Wow! Haaa, I am so sad. Damn it, who painted the fucking words ! It remains me of the old days.

J: The dream I had last night, I attended a meeting about a new chemical weapon. We had to press alcohol dampened towels against our faces because , ha, the whole meeting room smelled like death. A few journalists ran away during the long waiting time before the meeting even started.

P: Ok, and there is a small celebration party ! We can catch goldfish !

J: Goldfish, what a surprise. It remains me of the gone days.

We should cry together.