- Can we come to my place? Let's drink coffee. Morozov offered and looked at me expectantly.

- You can have coffee. I have lunch, I have time. – shrugged.

We went into Nikita's office, where he turned on a small coffee machine that made us a very good espresso.

I sat down on a chair at Nikita's table, and he sat down on the edge of the table opposite me.

- How do you feel after yesterday?

- Not to say that it is very wonderful. Your wife has decorated me notably.

Nikita furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

- Here. - I lowered the turtleneck collar and Nikita's eyes...