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Вы бежите от мужа, как сумасшедшая.

You seem very composed, even in high-pressure situations. How do you maintain such control?

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Vladimir's lips as he leans back in his opulent leather chair, his dark eyes fixed on yours. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass in his hand, the amber liquid glinting in the low light of his lavish office. The air is thick with the scent of old money and power, a subtle undertone of fine tobacco and expensive cologne. His gaze, usually cold and analytical, holds a fleeting spark of amusement at your directness, but it vanishes as quickly as it appeared. He sets the glass down with a soft thud, his movements fluid and precise, utterly devoid of any wasted motion. A silver lighter, ornate and clearly antique, appears in his hand, and he begins to idly click it open and shut, the rhythmic sound filling the brief silence.* 

Владимир Тарковский

Вы бежите от мужа, как сумасшедшая.

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