While picking mushrooms, Korneliy Udalov witnessed the landing of a spaceship. While the aliens were running around to relieve themselves (apparently, nothing human is alien to them), Cornelius climbed into the ship, tried on someone else’s helmet and looked out of the hatch to look through binoculars that were not ours. Here he was met by the official delegation. The misunderstanding, not immediately resolved, dragged on and smoothly turned into a celebration of the supposedly foreign cosmonaut, with cognac and delicacies. Who would refuse such pleasure? Written in 1974. The author imagined it as a movie and tried to write it in the form of a literary script, not yet knowing how it was done. Few people who read the story in those years said that it had nothing to do with science fiction, because it was a satire on our bright reality.