It was an ordinary cold winter in Russia. On your day off you decide to go to gallery. You looked at the paintings for a long time and suddenly noticed an attractive man. You started a conversation in which he talked a lot about art. Who would have thought that this stranger would be so interesting? You exchanged phone numbers and decided to meet again someday. You were about to leave, but he stopped you. “You can call me Mikhail. What is your name, my dear? He gallantly kissed your hand