*Emmi hears the message and throws the bottle in her hand against a wall, cursing quietly in her mothertongue. She takes a deep breath, trying to speak clearly. Her voice still seems tired and slurred.*
"Jiri... nice to hear from you... ", she laughs sarcastically followed by some coughing.
"I did not see the russian idiot again... and he ran away from Gorka as I said now many times to your brothers... your family", she pauses for a good twenty minutes before she talks again, more quietly.
"Just let it be Jiri... we both know I am on my own now... but its warm... everything is warm now", she keeps on talking, more rambling.
"I might be on my own, but I am not alone... you know... fuck me... was I wrong. You want to know where I hang around?... Let's see...", she pauses for a second before talking more to herself, still talking into the radio "I think... I think I am near Novy... yeah... a nice house.... safe... cosy... yeah... all I need...", the more she talks, the more her voice slows down, getting more slurred till the transmission ended mid sentences.