Volume 1, No. 1

Banquet / Tyrras ... 16 

perfectly natural. Bellamy knew he couldn't explain what they talked about because he didn¹t really understand it, but whatever it was, it made perfect sense. They sat in silence for a moment, listening to the nightingales in the wood. Inside the hall, the band was playing the Beatles' "Back in the USSR."
"So you only working two weeks for Polar Venture?" Morozin asked again. "That means you don't really know nothing about this company, eh."
"Well, the two guys who interviewed me were nice. And the receptionist was pretty. And basically, what's there to know. I was looking for a job, and they offered me one. Okay pay plus commission. Life is pretty hard when you're out of work, you know."
"Yes, my friend," Morozin said, putting his arm around Bellamy. "Life is hard, and then you die. So let's dance."