Кошелек на веревочке

It all started when my husband left me on Sunday. Lenka's friend immediately offered to unwind, for which she put her shaggy wig on my head, an "acid" dress and dragged me to a nightclub. "Outfit" played its fatal role: I immediately liked the handsome, which can only be seen in Hollywood films! This was already suspicious in itself, because usually such peacocks do not peck at my modest appearance ... However, it was precisely because of a handsome man named Stas that I was left without my purse with keys, money and a mobile phone. Instead of all this, I had Stas's purse with some kind of transparent bar inside ... If I knew how the criminal community of our city would be outraged by the disappearance of this stupid bar! .. If I could imagine what was waiting for me and my friend Lenka ...