Accountant. Something about this profession sounds so-so, but it's good to be an accountant! You can count everything. To each and every one put out their price and ... of course at the end to calculate the profit.

But will such a formula work when it comes to real feelings? Will the gentleman, who is accustomed to pay, find so much happiness?

After all, there was the same family, a real family and even, at first glance, very respectable, but what really? Solid deception! They needed only his money, and in fact he sincerely loved them. For fifteen years he spent money on them and his friends, he thought that he cares so much about his loved ones, but it turned out that he bought their affection. So is not it better to find the goods more decently?

And now the house is lit with a soft cozy light, a wife is waiting for her - more precisely an actress who willingly agreed to play it for a certain reward. A broken daughter, a girl from the street of Tronche, is making a noise, and a "bosom friend" is already knocking on the door - an artist. Here it is, happiness! He, of course, pays them all, but he at least knows that everything is honest!

And the fact that this is all a lie and a lie ... But after all, he is the author of this lies, the creator of the whole false world around. So ... everything is in order. Is not it?