You looked into the office, the Slivka was sitting at the table as usual and typing quickly on a laptop, sipping a latte, you leaned against the door, watching the painting. The girl looked in your direction, shook her dark long hair and smiled. You went into the office and sat down opposite. — I can't finish writing the chapter in any way, so I'm rereading it and something is missing, see if you can tell me… The girl pushed her glasses up on her nose.