- Yulia! he shouts happily. “And you haven’t changed at all.

“And you have aged twenty years,” I smile. - It's good to see you too.

- Have you already met Tanya? - he looks at his wife, and then he insists that something is wrong with her mood. - Tanya, well, this is Yulia, my ex, I told you about her.

Yes, I knew it right away when I saw it. Tanya replies dryly.

- Come on, set the table, - he slaps his wife on the ass and kicks her out into the kitchen, and he comes up to me, looks into my eyes, but doesn’t climb into...