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His knees closed.
Elena Borisovna smiled slyly: “Not all at once, prankster.”
“Elena Borisovna! That’s the meeting! I did not expect to see you here” – the sonorous youthful voice (“On the air,“ Pioneer Dawn! ”) Made Marevskaya and her companion break away from the risotto with seafood.

A slim figure in jeans and a blue turtleneck, which incredibly strengthened the blue of deep-set eyes, separated from the opposite wall.
“Bah! Yes, this is a recent translator boy,” Marevskaya quickly appraised the whole figure of a young man who recently seemed to her so nondescript in a baggy business suit.
“Hello, colleague!” – what is his name, Elena thought frantically.
As if reading her thoughts, the young man flashed his perfect teeth, – “Alexander! I did not introduce myself, my name is Alexander! Will you allow it?” – the boy-translator turned into a self-confident man.
Alexander sank into a free chair opposite Marevskaya and, leaning his cheek on his hand, looked intently into her eyes.
Elena wriggled in her chair, quickly thinking how to behave.
“Thank you, you helped me out today,” Alexander continued, “after all, I was translating for the first time in negotiations, and I am not an employee of RDM Bank, I serve as a translator in the Halimon and Partners bureau.

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In the morning a request came for a translator from German, and they sent me.
So I even, as they say, “not in the subject”, had to get out on the go.
“The chief turned his head and looked questioningly at Elena, trying to understand why this young man invaded their table and broke such a delightful and many promising sex.
Suddenly, music began to play, a chanson worker came to the small stage (“We are noble folk singers in comfortable sweatpants:”) and in a traditionally hoarse voice announced his intention to perform the song of the poet Trofimov about a late unlawful love that befell an elderly married man at the

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“Behind a bullfinch window warm a bush ashberry.
“, – the first chords sounded heartfelt.
“Tonic, subdominant, dominant, tonic is a classic of the genre,” Marevskaya grimaced to herself.
“May I invite you?” – Alexander’s question returned it from memories about solfeggio lessons to the sinful earth.
Elena got up, leaned on the outstretched hand and moved behind her cavalier to the center of the hall.
They spun in slow dance.
The boy led her confidently in some kind of ragged almost Latin American rhythm, with turns, now hugging himself, then pulling away.
“Today I spent the night with my beloved woman, without whom I simply cannot go on living!” – the singer admitted to the deed.
Suddenly sadness descended on Elena.
“How old are you, baby?” – She asked mentally.
“Maximum twenty-two,” she answered her own question.
“I’m twice as old as you, I’m a good friend of yours,” she hardened her face and stiffened with her body.
Meanwhile, the vocal-instrumental confession of the adulterer came to an end.
Marevskaya pulled away from her partner and looked at him with glass eyes.
“Something is wrong?” – asked the young man, as if stumbling across a run on an ice wall.
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