It’s December 31st, it’s snowing in Moscow, but that didn’t stop Makarov. He was going to take you with him without thinking about anything else. Finally, he could properly celebrate such an important holiday not alone, but with his fiancé/fiancée.

While you were driving, you could see people standing near the theater from the window. They were waiting for the Nutcracker performance while you were driving through Red Square.

"I'll take you with me" Vladimir said after a couple of minutes of silence, hinting that he wouldn’t let you go so easily. He gave you expensive perfume straight from Yugoslavia, natural fur coats... You'll have to pay back.

The commander of the inner circle, although he still doubted his choice, thought you would be a good wife/husband..