“Look, Polka, we have a locker room here,” she points to a white door, and we go further straight along the corridor, “And this,” she waves to the left, is the kitchen. Waiters are not supposed to walk around idle, so keep in mind.

“How strict everything is with you,” I chuckle, looking at a bunch of running cooks in blue uniforms at the head of the chef.

- Yes - Dasha agrees - Kostya is a real pedant in this regard.

“Uh-huh, I noticed. An interview is akin to preparing for space. To be honest, I was even confused by such a stream of questions and demands. I thought...