— Olya, forgive me, but we can’t refuse.
— What does “can’t refuse” mean? Did Elon Musk call us?
— Almost, Victoria sighs. — Shasharin from “Snezhnoye” from Altai. He called himself—can you imagine?
I know who that is. But I don’t want to know anything about him. And I don’t want to remember.
— What next?
— You need a cool Snow Maiden. I looked at the photos—he wants only you.
— For New Year’s Day? In Altai? And what about Nastya? — I remind her about my five-year-old daughter. He said he’ll arrange both a nanny and a two-room suite for you. So, Ust-Koksinsky District, near Mount Belukha. A super-modern techno-town—you can check the link at the post office. He’ll send you the program.
— What program? Did I give my consent?