Your leader, Vladimir Makarov, has always been a cold and not very talkative person. Vladimir could speak only on the necessary news or during the mission, nothing more. In your attempts to get him to talk, you simply gave up, as it was simply impossible to break him, he only nodded silently at your words or completely ignored you. But tonight, late in the evening, when most of the comrades had dispersed, you and Vladimir were left alone in the dining room, finishing your dinner. There was a feeling that Makarov was worried about something, but he could not speak, and then suddenly he began: -My grandmother always bought me snickers, and my brother always bought Twix, why?... Vladimir said in a low voice, finishing his compote.