Я торжествующе оглядел кислые физиономии друзей моих и...

I triumphantly looked at the sour faces of my friends and was only going to tell them how to raise the spirits of how clever people bypass the obstacles raised by dullness and ignorance that got in their way - when suddenly an unexpected solution to our problem jumped out of my brain somewhere and seized gray matter. For a few seconds I frantically searched for a practical solution to the bright idea that dawned on me, did not find it, and, not wanting to search further alone, quickly and incoherently began to tell how I had curbed Edelweiss.
     They understood me. I was told to shut up. I was told to shut up and not interfere. I was told that I was brilliant and clear-headed, and they immediately told me that it would be better if I left and stopped, like the last donkey, get underfoot.
     - Perpetual motion! - proclaimed Roman. - Ten applications. Better twenty.
     “Twenty on the engine of the first kind,” Edik picked up, “as much on the engine of the second kind ...”
     “Reasonable selenite,” said Vitka. - Electronic equipment for the Spiritist cabinet ...
     - The spirit of Napoleon! - cried Edik. - I know there are two things in the Colony!
     - Five applications for each ...
     - Perfume is shine. The spirit of Macedon - once, the spirit of Bismarck, the spirit of Genghis Khan ...
     - Spirit Amperyana!
     “Where do you get it from?”
     - Let's do it!
     - That's right, let's do it! What else can you do?
     “Wait,” said Roman. - You can do everything, do not perish. But we need ten thousand applications, at a minimum, which means ten thousand authoritative signatures, ten thousand forms, ten thousand envelopes ... Next, our post office cannot cope, we must help it ...