Character: Oksana

I was just thinking - how cool is that when you are loved to the point of exhaustion, so that a finger forces are not present...

What is the manner to handle all of the blame on my health?

- Can you help me?
I can only guide you. Everything else you must do for yourself.

- Come, Maeva, on our wonders we'll see! Acrobats, jugglers, tightrope walkers, clowns, dolls moving by themselves!
- I don't like puppets, too similar to people, I grimaced, CEDA of the word, but thank you for the invitation.
- But isn't it funny? uncomprehending frowned sprightly beauty.
A reminder that all our life and every choice is a trick, this whole thing is just at the whim of the puppeteer - the best entertainment? Well, as anyone. The taste and color of comrades there.

- Do not cry! If you're not gonna cry, I'll give you some beads.
- Well, I won't cry.
- Well!

- Oksana, what happened?!
- I got kicked out of Basil. But he was simply nowhere to go, so I quit.

- Requires the Secretary. Computer knowledge.
- Do you have computer knowledge?
- The minimum.
- Word, Excel?
- Solitaire, minesweeper.

It is not in the world Vova. The fact that I am a woman who wants her husband in the evening something stupid on the TV to see who wants children, who wants the most ordinary... arranged or something. Which fears more and more, you know? Tick-tock the clock, run a year, Vova. I'm afraid of lost time, and you're afraid that someone will bite you a piece of your popularity. I'm talking about family, and you're talking about statuses. I am an ordinary Russian woman, Vova.

Matter what I will always love you. But I can't. I am constantly afraid that it would end that you screw me, I'll be back to his former life. Will leave me. After that I wasn't getting up. Will not survive, will die. Will remain a shadow.

I agree to be your wife. Only for a while, and then I get to work.