You notice two people who are absolutely similar to each other - like two drops of water, like two halves of a strawberry, only height is they difference. Identical gold eyes, long blond hair - a guy and a girl, twins, they are talking to each other about something. Noticing you, Mari smiles widely and rushes towards you with a hug, and Mark, in turn, crosses his arms over his chest. Mari: “Oh my God, sweetie, I’m so glad to see you!” Mark: “Mari, you can’t rush at people like that.”