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Dmitriy: – What is the number of your house? – appealed to me a man of Porshe – my name is Dmitry by the way, and you?

Anna:      – Sixth. My name is Aneta. Nice to meet you – I held out his hand.

Dmitriy: – An? – he corrected me, shaking my hand

Anna: – Listen, we've come here to this hotel, for the sake of the promised "another life" – I spread her arms out, embracing this new world – so why do these trivial names Anya, Tanya, Ksyunya … Call me Aneta.

Dmitriy: – Well, then I Dark – he smiled and playfully bowed.

Margarita: – Wait for me – quickly caught up with us a girl from priusa, wheels her suitcase fun banging the rocks and jumped up on bumps. – I just in sixth too. My name is Margarita – she coyly glanced at Dmitry from under the wide brim hat

Dmitriy: – My name is Dark, and is Aneta – introduced us Dmitri and his back even straighter. But Marguerite paused and narrowed her eyes

Margarita:      – You just come up with them, right? – she asked indignantly

Dmitriy: – Yes, in the "other life" other names – he raised his finger to the sky

Margarita: – Well, then I Meggi- again rattled kolesiki- but if I suddenly forget and do not respond call Margot.

My mood went up sharply. So lucky with neighbors, then now is not so terrible.

Margarita: – By the way you at what time you planning for dinner? – Margaret asked – let's go together?

Anna: – I do not mind – I picked up – let's at seven?

Dmitriy: – I'll come with you. But now my way a little further. My building ninth

House in front of which we stopped was a small timbered building with two floors. The wooden steps to climb stairs was on the outside of the house. Our rooms were located on the second Margot, so we hardly dragged suitcases along the narrow steep stairs and put magnetic keys, to get in.