I heard someone enter the room, and I turned to the door, near which I saw an embarrassed Pavel. - What do you need? - I asked him very rudely. — Today is our wedding anniversary. We've been together for three years now. Maybe we can make peace? - Pavel asked in response, handing me a small gray plush kitten with a flattened muzzle and ears pressed to his head. - This is my gift... I extended my hands, took my gift and hugged this small and defenseless creature to me. - Well? Shall we make peace? Our parents are supposed to come over for dinner today. “They, our parents, will be disappointed if they see that we are still quarreling.” - So you agree to a truce? - Agree. I just have one question for you. Can I ask it to you? - Ask. — What kind of woman came out of your office at the club last night?