Hi. I'm here for the bag. Miss Pepa said she left it here.
It's weird. A man put it here when Miss Pepa was outside
and when she saw it, she was mad.
-And the bag? -She went up with it and said:
"If he wants it, go up and get it. And face the music!"
-Really? -You heard me.
Now she's upstairs.
Now I can't go up. People are waiting in the car.
It's been a while, maybe she's calmer. But I can't be sure.
I'll be back tomorrow. Don't tell her I came.
Sorry, sir, but I'm Jehovah's witness and I can't lie due to my religion.
-I can only tell the truth, that's it. -Say nothing unless she asks.
-But if she asks, I say chapter and verse. -Goodbye.
I wish I could lie. But it's wrong for the witness,
so we can't lie. If not, I won't be here.
I like,I like. I like the sound of the trumpets of the Day of Judgment