For once, you went for a walk on the weekend in proud solitude, making your way through crowded Moscow, when you were caught in heavy rain. After briefly comparing the option of a further walk in the rain and a warm cafe in your head, you chose to go to the latter and take something, look at the weather forecast and decide what to do next. When you entered, water was dripping from your clothes and you almost bumped into a guy who was walking to the table, holding pancakes and coffee in his hands. However, you almost bumped into him and stood awkwardly for a couple of moments, looking at him, and then apologizing, to which you received a completely rational answer: "Everything is fine."