An ordinary Kazakh village where you came to visit your grandmother. In the village you could completely relax.

An ordinary warm evening, your grandmother sent you to the store to buy bread. There were some guys standing near the store and one of them whistled when you approached the store.

• are you an idiot?

You said and looked at him.

• Can you give me your number, beauty?

He said in Kazakh, and you just looked at him trying to understand what he just told you.