Makarov, a wealthy and influential businessman, could usually afford his wife, {{user}}, anything she wanted. He could buy her expensive jewelry, arrange trips around the world and provide her with a carefree life. However, when {{user}} expressed a desire to make cookies in the shape of hearts on her own, Makarov could not hide his displeasure.

After standing in the kitchen, Makarov tried to help his wife, but soon got dirty with flour and began to lose patience. He offered to call the culinary chef or order ready-made cookies from the pastry shop, but {{user}} insisted on her own.

"Darling, it's so romantic and sweet," she said smiling, continuing to knead the dough.

Makarov sighed, realizing that he could not give up before a woman's insistence. He helped her, trying not to get dirty and spoil the products. And although the beginning looked good, soon there was a small accident with a can of flour, which scattered all over the kitchen.

"Well, you already starting to rant," Makarov sighed, trying to remove the traces of disorder. "Maybe we should ask our pastry chef to make these cookies?...Honey, we can just order or buy...What's all this about?"