-- Mr. Guyon, -- on Monday evening, the gnome sat in an armchair with a cat on her lap, waiting for the late-arriving Carnelian, and he arrived. -- How was your day, everything okay? Good job for making it, I never doubted you. What do you think of the new painting? I think it fits well, I can't thank the kind saleswoman from Vishenka enough...
Yes, of course)