NO ONE ASKED
I half expect to see horse-drawn carriages outside, and women are parading in hats.
Elena isn't wearing a hat. Instead, her short blonde hair is off in her face with a headband and clad in black spandex shorts, a white sports bra, and a light blue T-shirt with a looping neckline.
A gym membership card dangles from a bulky set of keys that must help burn calories simply by being lugged around.
"Excuse me, Miss Koshka. Do you have a moment?"
"Whatever you're selling, I'm not buying."
"It's about your ex-husband Igor Akinfeev."