lugansky, dmitry sergeevich, your honor, will you have ketchup? come on, come on, i'm bringing ketchup, everything else, let's go, take the salt. oh! so, i’m home, oh, mrs. mother, maria shvitsova, her honor has come, your honor, you will have pasta, yes, now i’ll wash my hands, eat, come on, it’ll cool down, hello, hello, well, give me your pasta, please, thank you, listen, lugansky, i want sergeevich, yeah, eat, please , let it cool down, i’m listening, your honor, your school, mine, okay, okay, let’s assume, and dmitry sergeevich, your car was stolen, mashul, tipun to your tongue, i don’t know what kind of strange fantasies, yes, tipun, tipun, well, we can assume, and you know the racers , but how do i know them? thank you, well, if only you could find these hijackers, and by the way, i must say that your car was stolen with particular cynicism, and it ’s like, well, they lured you out of the car, drove away, you were left a fool, that is, you not only lost your car, but also your self-respect, so you find the thieves, what would