A man paused—just long enough. Then, speaking each word like it was carved in stone, he continued: “If something doesn’t suit you—that’s your problem. You have the key; you can always close the gate behind you. The less we deal with each other, the better. I came here to rest. This is my territory, baby.” “Baby?!” “You weren’t invited. I didn’t ask you. I wasn’t waiting for you. I won’t make your life easier. That’s the first thing. The second: I’m a chauvinist. I have a strong prejudice against beautiful Russian girls. I hope you heard me and will draw the right conclusions accordingly.”