Martin sat on the sofa, dust dancing in the air made his nose itch, a sneeze about to erupt was thwarted by something hard poking his bottom.,Martin, the owner of a good wine bar, was celebrating wildly with people. After drinking several self-made cocktails, he fell asleep headfirst in two giant balloons. It is possible that respiratory distress caused the tragedy.,"You better get some money!" Elena snatched a piece of bread and took a big bite. "I'm not going to hold it against you for all the food you've eaten this week, and all the mooching you've done these past few months. But this house rent, your no-good old man hasn't paid it in six months."。