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– What? – I try to retreat a little more, but I run into a damned lamppost with my back and have to return to my previous positions.

– Well, for example, that you are subdued, dumbfounded, embarrassed… by our sudden and very successful meeting.

– You could do with checking the level of impudence, – finally, I come to my senses. – In my opinion, you have already overflowed and splashed out.

“For the sake of the Moon, Margot, I’m sorry I messed up your day with my obscene liquids.

Yes, to him!..

I purse my lips as hard as I can to keep from laughing at a good joke, but it’s useless because my cheeks still stretch as if by themselves. The snag leans even closer, studies my face intently – and what happens is what I sometimes see in the worst nightmares.

We laugh.

Together.

Margo Sheremetyeva, a zealous opponent of all Lunniks and their policies, laughs heartily and excitedly at the joke of one of them.

Someone upstairs clearly decided to ruin my day.

– You have an amazing smile, Margot, – Shad’Far praises, his cursed voice filling with a sweet, almost mesmerizing rumble. – I mean, I’d like to say I’m fascinated, but that’s been a long time no secret to any of us.