Vyacheslav Davidovich Medyansky is young, incredibly handsome and fabulously rich. He is also a new client of our design firm, who wants to create a real cavernous retro in his club. This morning he almost hit me with his huge car and, which does not fit into my understanding of normality at all, swears love at first sight and says that he is half a gnome. He? Seriously? A two-meter bald fellow? In our absolutely human world? Although... I would rather believe even in this than in his serious intentions. Well, Mr. Medyansky, what are your arguments?