when people congratulate you, but i can't do that, thank you, fox, oh, what a bouquet, probably paval dmitrievich will throw a huge party at home, well, you're lucky? who is it for me or him, both of you, how long are you going? yes, until the day after tomorrow, and we'll hold out until the day after tomorrow, well, of course, wow, who needs such a cool car, our mutual friend called me, denis sergeevich razanov, you asked, no. he gave various arguments for me to forgive you. i thought it was impolite to convey such things through third parties, i decided personally. "no forgiveness "kuva, you 'll start eating the earth sooner, you won't come back from medicine, got it? you know, it's good that razanov called, now i'll be watching your every step, and say hello to olga kirillovna, she's a good person, i understand." today is a great rarity. what did you want? i told you before, happy birthday, congratulated you, he knows about the exam, i think, yes, oh, well, is the holiday coming to us or what? or what? for a woman after thirty , a birthday is not a holiday, but an inevitability, and we brought