I looked at Mark, trying to see the hint of a joke.

Are you kidding me or what? She asked, not understanding anything. - Werewolves? Damn, I don't know how to react. The joke is weird and not funny.

- Yes, I understand. And the reaction is understandable. Father insisted that I just bring you in and point the finger, but it seems cruel to me. This is the mafia sect that was discussed yesterday. I'll try to tell you more.

He took out the bottle and drank. I was anxiously waiting for the sequel.

- Beloklykova knows. It was cruel of her to ask you to go to that...