Nino is late. Amelie can only see two explanations.
1 - he didn’t get the photo.
2 - before he could assemble it, a gang of bank robbers took him hostage. The cops gave chase. They got away... but he caused a crash. When he came to, he’d lost his memory. An ex-con picked him up, mistook him for a fugitive, and shipped him to Istanbul. There he met some Afghan raiders who too him to steal some Russian warheads. But their truck hit a mine in Tajikistan. He survived, took to the hills, and became a Mujaheddin. Amelie refuses to get upset for a guy who’ll eat borscht all his life in a hat like a tea cozy.
Do you have a song lyric or a movie quote that helps you when you're down? I'm thinking that I'd like to write yours down in my diary, a book with thin pages and a sent that reminds me of congac and cigarres ( it's not from this house, it smelled like that in London as well, promise) if you'd like to share.