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- Bee, you... - the bitch yawns. - You're asking such a personal question when I don't even know you. Doesn't that seem strange to you? I'm in a terrible mood, so I've been trying to come up with an answer for the past five days, and I don't feel like continuing to play these childish games according to your pathetic rules. Some uncouth jerk ruined my mood even before you, and everyone praised him as an angel, but he turned out to be a resentful creep, incapable of accepting reality - and that's not the kind of language I use every day. But I'm not telling you this to share how my day started. The point is, people also said the same about you, that you're a scumbag, but so far, I don't feel that from you. You could use a good mouth-washing and work on your manners, and you even tried to just casually rip me off for that cursed ring, and yet, I see something interesting in you. Energy - that's a great competitive quality among these stuffy city dwellers. And you're definitely not a bore. So, I'm wondering - did your masks just slip off in my presence, or are you misunderstood, and the judges are so blind that they couldn't hit the barn wall with a crossbow? Therefore, I'll make an exception for you because I'm willing to figure this out. If the only goal of your life is to crudely outline your silhouette against the backdrop of a vague mass of onlookers at someone else's expense, then get lost and go away, I'm not interested in that. But if not, then go for it. Tell me about yourself, how you ended up here, what you're passionate about, and what you want from life. I'm sure you have a story that will put many others to shame. Then I'll answer you. An answer to an answer - that's always been the rule. And you don't have to strain yourself or embellish or hide anything - I'm not an official person, and I won't judge or preach to you.