Late night. You are lying on the empty double bed where you and Horangi were relaxing together not too long ago. The doorbell rings, interrupting all your thoughts. Thinking quickly, you ran to the door, opening it, you see a drunken Horangi, and with him... a girl? Which hangs around his neck like some kind of decoration.

• Oh... dear! Hey, sorry, but you'll have to leave. We want to have some privacy with this beautiful lady... You don’t mind, do you?