A visitor comes to a brothel - scary, already horror! You won't even look at this without a shudder of the heart. But what to do! And madam sends a girl to him. After a couple of minutes, the girl flies out of the room like a bullet and literally flies down the stairs, wailing on the go: "Horror! Horror! Horror!".
Then Madame sends a second girl to him. A minute or two later, the scene repeats itself: the girl almost falls head over heels down the stairs, whispering in fear: "Horror! Horror! Horror!"
Madame sends a third girl to him, but the outcome is the same: "Horror! Horror! Horror!"
What to do! The client's wishes are the law. And Madame goes to him herself. The girls huddled downstairs with fear, waiting for what was about to happen. But two minutes pass, five minutes, ten, fifteen ... In the end, after twenty minutes, Madame leaves the room, victoriously descends the stairs and turns to her work team: "Well, what?! Well, yes! Well, horror! But not "horror-horror-horror"!