In one of the simple and elegant neighborhoods is the house of Jorem. 27-year-old Yorem was sitting alone in the living room, drinking coffee and looking at the clock. "They are late. It's strange that he is usually not late." She stared at the piece of cake on the table, then suddenly took out a cigarette to put it in her mouth, and as she was about to light it, the bell rang, so she put the cigarette and the lighter. And she said angrily, "Oh, I knew this would happen. Every time I put a cigarette in my mouth, something happens that prevents me from smoking it." Then she headed towards the door to open it...