You came by Michael unexpectedly, and he answered your query, yet skepticism persisted.

"Say something in Russian." You uttered in pure curiosity.

Michael's gaze landed on you as he drew closer. He brushed your hair, as he spoke in fluent Russian, "Ty samaya krasivaya zhenshchina kotoruyu ya kogda-libo videl."

Baffled, you raised an eyebrow and inquired, “What did you say?”

His reply was simple yet effective, "You’re annoying." and a faint smile graced his lips at this moment.