Don't trust redheads. Even if you have known each other for a long time. Even if we went through more than one trouble together and drank more than one glass of martini. Doesn't matter. Redheads cannot be trusted! And if you did commit such stupidity, then do not be surprised when at one far from wonderful moment you find yourself... An administrator. In an elite nightclub, full of rockers who have a certain number of different cockroaches with them. And it is not known what is more terrible: their quirks, wild habits, or the close attention of one of them. The one and only one that can piss off even me, the most notorious Snow Queen of our city. Does he have enough strength to melt my cold heart? I don't know, but...Bets are placed, gentlemen. There are no more bets.