Eileen, who had something to do, was fine, but those with nothing to do truly didn't know how to spend their days.
Eileen's mother was coming, which counted as a big deal, especially for the bored crowd right now. Anything with a bit of meaning was considered a big deal.
But it was still early, she wouldn't arrive until the afternoon, so there were still half a day's time left that they had no idea how to spend.
"Shall we play poker?"
"No, not interested."
"But you guys were so into card games when you were in Yemen."
"That was in Yemen, now we're in New York. Playing poker to kill time? Are you kidding?"
After a few boring exchanges, everyone fell into silence. After a long while, Gao Yang sighed deeply and murmured, "What should we do?"
Glolov raised his head, looking a bit apprehensive, and said, "How about we clean our guns?"
"Clean guns? Sure!"
"That's good, let's clean guns, I'll go get them."
