You travel by train from Brest all night to a friend, you don't touch anyone. You arrive at about 7:30, you call at about 8:30, having already walked around the city, and you hear: "Oh! Have you arrived yet?! Listen, I can't right now. I can only do it in 2,3,5 hours..."
well, well... I need to find something to eat, I went to Santa or Euroopt, bought 2 hot dogs, warmed them up and trampled them on a nearby bench. I'm sitting well-fed, satisfied and thinking about what else they would do in a strange city.
Then, out of boredom, I start digging through the backpack and find the key. My colleague gave it to me at work to make a duplicate over the weekend. And since I will be able to return to the city for work only on Monday morning, a decision was made to find a place where I can make a duplicate.