All three of them were talking in Hash's office after the chicken soup and the warm bath.
"What do you think went wrong?"
Tyler asked. The two fellows stared in nothingness as if trying to grasp the answer in the space.
"Never mind. If frist we don't succeed-"
Aris could not continue.
"We pick ourselves and try again!"
Tyler and Roman chorused. Aris gave them a 'what is that about look'
The boys just laugh it out.
"Let's have wine."
Hash was a disciplinarian. Wine wasn't allowed when he was in Novalia.
Aris called the servant waiting and ask them to serve them wine with ice from his aunt's fridge.
Few minutes later the servant came in with a jug and cups.
While the three enjoying the spirits they continued on the discussions about the grassland warriors.
"Why don't we create a national identification system?"
Roman suggested.
"How does it help?"
