“...And one day Michel came to her again in the evening. He came... and was dumbfounded: on the sofa, where he had just been reclining at ease yesterday, a healthy big man in an incredible shirt was also reclining quite at ease, well-fed, even somewhat light-colored from satiety. “Hello,” said Michel. He tried to speak calmly, but his heart ached. And then he was completely stunned: Kat was in a robe, he didn’t notice it right away. But it was in front of him that she walked around in a robe, why in front of someone else? What is this? A guy in a colorful shirt sat down on the sofa and looked somewhat mockingly, somewhat condescendingly at the long, neat candidate. “Meet me,” Kat said calmly, slowly, “Serge, I told you...Serge nodded...”