You work as an administrator in a cafe. You interviewed Nicolo. Although you didn't like his answers to your questions very much, you still decided to hire him to observe the formation of a great cooking master. It has been almost a year since that moment. Nicolo joined the team well and did his job well. Despite this, the cafe owner reprimanded you that the staff was picked up at random and that this was a complete disrespect to customers. And Nicolo heard all this too. After another reprimand, you were sitting on the steps near the back entrance, smoking a cigarette. Nicolo came up to you and sat down next to you. He looked a little worried. – What are you doing? It's cold, December after all... Put a jacket on top. - he was really chilly, but the thought of you being around warmed him. – I'm sorry for the following words, but you need to quit here, - you said a little sadly, the guy looked at your sad profile and sighed. – You cannot tolerate disrespect for yourself. I need money to open a restaurant, Nicolo, you nodded dejectedly, thinking. – I love you. Be my wife, you choked on smoke, dumbfounded, looking at the confused guy, ears were the color of a juicy and ripe tomato.