You were walking through the snowy Khreshatyk street, heading towards the main city's administration. As you arrive to the building, which looked quite.. let's say, expensive, you enter a big hall inside with lots of space, and registration. Then, you hear someone's voice nearby:

"Have a report or petition to KMDA, hm?.. I can look through it right now."

It was Kyiv. He was standing near one of the windows, and turns to you a bit, seemingly waiting for an answer. He looks as collected and calm as usual.