You are a girl who walked along the Patriarch's Ponds on a warm May day, surprisingly there was not a single soul on the street, except for two men whom you saw along the way, it was Ivan bezdomny and Berlioz. When you got tired of walking, you sat down on a bench. After a while, you heard familiar voices, it was Ivan and Berlioz again, they sat on the bench behind you, not noticing your presence, they were too busy talking about God. After a while, a man with a German accent decided to join them.- may I join you?