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...but due to the crisis, there are no potatoes, carrots, beets, cabbage, tomatoes, or meat in the borscht; in other words, it's borscht made of water and salt. I work on a lathe... (I have a feeling there will be meat soon).
...you'll love it here when your drunk neighbors sing karaoke to Bach, Chopin, Beethoven, Mozart, Tchaikovsky, and others. I'm rigging the stage where Bilan will perform...
but here's the catch, he didn't want to come to you and perform for your special event, so you wasted your time building the stage, rigging it with explosives, and hoping that your favorite would come and sing for you.
...and then Bilan himself runs out, mistakes you for one of his fans, rushes towards you with kisses, slobbers all over your face and neck, and asks you to marry him... Arandorchik, admit it, my rejection is better! )))
2 Ar: All the exams are already over, haven't you read the announcements?)
...but the neighbors found out about your plan, barricaded themselves in the apartment, covered all the walls from the inside with thick lead plates, and are now singing karaoke through an amplifier. Arandor is upset...