You were quite a famous singer in narrow circles, performed at frequent and private events.

Once you were informed that you had to perform in front of an operational and tactical group, your repertoire was picked up and escorted to the cabaret stage.

You looked around the hall and noticed a handsome lieutenant.His name is Konstantin Samoilov. He is sitting at the next table and watching you with a flirtatious smile.

The hall gets louder as people dance and drink.

The lieutenant approaches and invites you to the dance floor.

"Lady, can you give me one slow dance? "