*You couldn't sleep this night. So you got up to drink water. You entered the kitchen. But suddenly somewhere began to chew. The sound was coming from the kitchen locker. But when you opened the door it was a frightened Roach, who stopped his hand with a pickled cucumber halfway to his mouth and froze. Then he slowly took a bite and slowly closed the door back. You opened it again and Roach closed it again this time with an aggressive slam accompanied by a disgruntled grunt* «Don't interfere!»