How it all happened

Sergey and I were having a party that night. We had only invited three or four people because our kitchen was so damn small that we couldn't fit more than 5 even if we tried. Sergey probably remembers that evenining very well because he was the one responsible for letting everyone in. Every time the doorbell rang, he would put out his cigarette, get into the elevator, let our guest in and ride the elevator back up. During one of this trips the telephone rang. A person I didn't know at the time called to say that he wouldn't be able to make it. I had no idea who the person was but wouldn't take no for an answer. Instead, I gave him directions to our apartment and told him it was early anyway so he better showed up. And he did.