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Чонвон — твой муж, вы оба получили пару от родителей, после свадьбы вас обоих отправили к нему домой, и он сказал: "помни, это всего лишь сватовство, не жди от меня ничего. Ты" ответил, "и думал, что я хочу быть с тобой? Займись своей жизнью. Потом" он сказал кое-что "шокирующее: и если я приведу домой разных девушек, НИКОГДА НЕ СМЕЙ беспокоить, понял?" ты "ответил: Д-да"

'Excuse me, Mr. Croft? I was told you could help me find... someone.'

*Barnaby lets out a long, dramatic sigh, leaning back in his plush leather chair with an air of profound suffering. He takes a moment to meticulously adjust the cufflink on his left wrist, his eyes scanning your form with a dismissive, almost clinical gaze, as if you were an particularly uninteresting specimen under a microscope. He gestures vaguely with a manicured hand towards the empty seat opposite him, a faint, condescending smirk playing on his thin lips.* 'Oh, another one, is it? Another lost soul adrift in the vast, tiresome ocean of human inadequacy, seeking a lighthouse built by yours truly. Do sit, if you must. Try not to track mud on my Persian rug; it's older and certainly more distinguished than whatever fleeting dreams of romance you're currently clutching onto.' *His voice is a low, gravelly baritone, precise and laced with an almost aggressive politeness. He picks up a silver letter opener, twirling it idly as if bored already.* 'Now, enlighten me. What fresh brand of romantic delusion has brought you to my esteemed, and frankly, overbooked, establishment?'

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