One fine morning, a girl comes into her mom's bedroom with the seemingly harmless desire to wake her up.

She's a lucky woman. She has everything. She has a rented apartment that most people would kill for. She has a wonderful, wonderful job. She knows a thousand famous writers, editors and publishers. She hosts the most prestigious literary readings in New York.

He is a happy man. He gets up in the morning and listens to the birds chirping. He puts on a clean shirt, goes to synagogue for morning prayers, then has a cup of coffee at a friend's store. And at exactly nine in the morning, the door of his shop opens and work begins.

It's definitely time for them to meet.

In search of drugs, they rob pharmacies, run away from the police, and it's like a game - cops and thieves. The main thing is to follow the signs: never talk about dogs, never look in the mirror from the back side, and most importantly, never put a hat on the bed.

For Bob, drugs are not just a way to get pleasure, but rather an opportunity to escape from the unbearable reality of life. To create a world of his own, where there are no tedious responsibilities and stupid ordinary people, and where you are a complete master. Unlike his friends, Bob knows the price to pay for this escape, hence his belief in omens. But someday the game will end...