Two men was in a pub at the country just outside a small town.
They talk to eachother.
- What is that thing ‘the elephant walk?
- You must find it out for yourself.
- What?
- No one can talk about it to you.
- No one, you said?
- No one..
- Not anyone?
- No, sir.
- I am not a ‘sir’.
- To me you are.
- Why?
- I do not know you. We have just met.
- No, we have not. I have know you for years.
- No, you have been drinking. For years, I Think.
- You are Bob.
- No, I am not Bob.
- You are Robert!
- No, and my name is not Steve eiter.
- Who are you then? Just who are you?
- Your new friend.
- My new friend?
- Your new friend, in a pub, somethere outside a town.
- And what are your name, sir?
- For you, mr Anton.
- What Anton is that?
- The one you are talking to.
- But…
- Yes…
- What about the elephant walk?
- Yes, no one can talk about it.
- No one can tell me about it?
- Yes, you must find out for yourself.
- And When I have?
- When you have, you understand.
- But, I do not know how.
- Meantime, you can have your drink.
- Yes?
- And I can have mine.