Kurt and Lina were in the office. Kurt was at his computer in his office; Lina was talking to someone on the phone. At the white round table in the middle of the office, two people were arguing over a topic. It was dark, it had been fifteen minutes since work had ended. Except for Kurt and Lina, only one office was occupied. Inside this office was an old man with white hair and a beard, and black eyes. The man did not do any work, he was only reading a newspaper on the Internet. He had his feet on the table, holding a cup of tea. Judging by his appearance, he was in good spirits.

Kurt was at the computer in his office. He was busy working on the Personality Project. However, his brain was having trouble keeping up with this work pace. His eyes were closing from time to time, and he was dozing off for a few seconds. Although he forced himself to work for a while, he eventually gave in to his body and his brain's calls. With a sudden movement, he closed the lid holding his laptop screen and leaned his head on the table where he was sitting. Offices had no walls, were covered with glass. Therefore, when Kurt turned his head to the side, he could see Lina talking on the phone. Tired Kurt watched Lina speaking on the phone for a while.

Lina was on the phone in her office talking to an investor about the financing of the Personality Project. Although the company's equity was substantial, it was not enough to take the risk of such a project. For this reason, Lina was trying to attract investors to ensure the continuation of the project. "It will increase the usage area of robots. In this project, robots will be able to correct their own mistakes, so they will be used in other areas." That's what she told investors, she. It wasn't exactly a lie, but Lina didn't believe what she was saying was entirely true either.

"Just the thing you like," Eric said.

"I couldn't say that's wrong," Paul replied.

"That's right then."

"Not every wrong is right," Paul said. With that answer, Eric realized that the chess game played was harder than he thought. Paul backed to the subject after his answer:

Lina had finished talking on the phone. She had made the conversation with the phone on her desk. Because, the biggest thing that Lina hated in this life was working outside of work time. It was one of the rare things that Lina differed from Kurt, who had a lot in common on everything. Lina hung up the phone. She was sitting on the table, she. Turning to her left, she noticed Kurt staring at her with her head on the table. Lina understood that Kurt was tired, but the sister couldn't stop herself from laughing. As Kurt lifted his head, Lina motioned for him to lie down again. Then she turned to the old man reading the newspaper in his office. She gestured him to come over. The man shook his head sideways and continued reading the newspaper. But Lina was quite persistent. She continued to signal to the old man that she should come. Despite this, the man kept ignoring Lina. As soon as Lina grabbed a pen from her office, she rushed out. Then he threw his pen into the old man's office.

The man, enjoying his newspaper, was startled by the sound of a click through the glass door of his office. Looking through the door, he saw Lina with her hands on the large table in the middle of the floor, glaring at him. He took his feet off the table and walked out of the office. He picked up the pen that had been thrown at his office door and walked over to Lina. Lina was smiling, probably the happiness of getting the man out of the room.

"Paul!" said Lina, "I've finally managed to get a few."

"Good," Paul replied.

Lina closed one eye and said, "I guess you don't really care." She had taken her hands off the table. Then he slowly took the pen Paul was holding from Paul.

"I'm not sure, Lina," Paul said, scratching his head. "What is Kurt doing?" he asked later.

"What do you think?" she replied with a question. This question was actually a question that answered Kurt from every angle. Kurt lived a routine life. It was enough to look at the clock to know what to do. So Lina's answer to Paul's question was more than enough.

Paul turned his eyes to the right. Kurt was still lying on the table with his head down. "Better I go near him," he said. He left Lina's side and started walking to Kurt's office. Meanwhile, Lina's cell phone rang. It wasn't work-related as it was a cell phone.

"How are you Kurt?" Paul asked as he stepped into the room.

Kurt looked around for a while after lifting his head from the table where he had buried it. After seeing Paul, she took a deep breath and then collected herself. But he didn't answer Paul's question. He looked pretty bad because of fatigue.

"You don't have to say anything," said Paul, "I came to you to evade Lina."

Kurt turned to his left. Lina was talking on her own phone in her room. Again, being unaware of what Paul and Lina were going through, she did not respond to what Paul had said. "Want to drink something?" Kurt asked to Paul.

"No," Paul refused, "I don't drink much coffee at this age."

"There are a few other liquids I know of besides coffee," Kurt replied. He had succeeded, at least partially, in his own recovery.

"Your manners were similar," Eric said.

"Similar to his father's manners," Paul replied. "We loved to play chess."

"Chess?" Eric asked with a confused expression. However, he did not receive an answer to this question. Paul went back to telling the story.

Kurt calmly left his office, when he realized that Lina was talking on his cell phone. He was curious about the events. Lina's office was on either side, Kurt reached the office door in less than ten seconds. But Lina put her hand on the door, preventing Kurt from entering the office. A few seconds later, Lina let go of the door and walked out of the office.

"Is it important?" Kurt asked, curiosity evident in his tone.

"An old friend," Lina replied, pursing her lips.

Kurt didn't ask any more questions. He was either tired or didn't even suspect what he was saying. "Shall we go out now?" Lina asked first to Kurt and then to Paul, who had followed Kurt and stood behind Kurt.

"Sure," Kurt replied. "I'll come back after I pack my things. I've had enough today."

Laughing, "I'll pack myself. It was a very tiring(!) day," Paul said. At his word, he was repelled by Lina with a friendly and mild force. Lina wasted no time heading for the elevator to get down. Kurt and Paul had returned to his office; Kurt had entered to remove his computer, but it was unclear why Paul had got into his office.

"The person he was talking to was David." said Paul.

"How do you know?" asked Eric. "It's impossible to get that out of the story you're telling."

"What a pity," Paul lamented. Paul didn't miss any opportunity to get on Eric's nerves. "Lina doesn't hide her phone calls... she doesn't they say,"

"Did Kurt notice?" Eric was surprised.

"It turns out he plays chess better than his father."

Lina stopped in front of the building and waited. After a while, a car stopped in front of Lina. The car was very stylish, it was a very new model, its color was metallic gray. A man in a suit, only a few centimeters longer from Lina, got out from inside. This man was none other than David Sanders.

Lina turned her head sideways David's to not to look him directly. Then, she glanced at David out of the corner of her eye and said, "Tell me what you want!", in a stern tone.

"To fix our relationship," David replied. She tried to see Lina's face, but Lina always turned her face the other way.

"Do we have a relationship?" she asked in a confused tone. The question he asked was naturally ironic.

"Please, Lina. Aren't you the one who doesn't mix work and personal relationships?"

Lina turned to face David, who was standing directly in front of her. "About that..." she said after raising her index finger, "You were a bad investor in our personal lives, too." "You always valued the wrong assets."

"Let us meet one more time," David pleaded.

Lina realized what had happened. She glanced left and right. Three different cameras standing in front of the building were focused on herself. She thought for a moment, then, "No," she said.

"Please..." David insisted.

Looking back at the self-focused cameras, Lina pulled out her phone, wrote something, showed it to David, and ran away from the front of the building.

...

Kurt and Paul were sitting in the car in the parking lot. Kurt had just turned off his tablet computer.

"Is there a problem?" he asked.

"No. I was just watching the news," Kurt replied.

"OK. Kurt figured it out thanks to his knowledge of Lina. So how did you learn all this?" asked Eric.

Paul's response was more interesting than the question. "Kurt doesn't read the news," Paul said, " he'll make robot summarize the newsletters when he gets home."