Vyacheslav Davidovich Medyansky is young, unbelievably good-looking, and fantastically wealthy. And he is our firm’s new client—someone who wants to bring to life a true Cave Retro theme in his club. This morning, he almost knocked me over with his huge machine, and what is completely beyond my understanding of normality, he swears he loves at first sight and says it’s “half-Cave.” He? Seriously? A two-meter-tall bald brute in our completely human world?
Although… I’d probably believe even that more easily than his serious intentions. Well then, Mr. Medyansky—your arguments?