That horrid bitch
It turned out that the woman who was sitting at the chess table owned the coffe shop. On thursday night they sold the shop to some architect and had a big party. With wine. And this guy who was watching us play chess was like "See those two chaps over there (he was british), that's the architect and the seller. But you see, the architect doesn't know what he's talking about, he hasn't prepared well enough for this sale."
We were like...wtf...
We were like...wtf...