At about one o'clock in the afternoon Olive was awakened by a knocking at the door. She opened her eyes and didn't find Saltikov in bed. She raised her disheveled head from the pillow and saw him stand in the doorway talking to somebody. Then he stepped aside giving way to a plump guy in a leather jacket with a go-bag over his shoulder. "Michael!" Olive exclaimed jumping out of bed and rushing towards him. "Yeah, Mick, you've done the right thing coming over," said Saltikov, "Tonight we are going out for a walk around Moscow, all together." "I'll text Yana and ask her out with us," Olive decided, "She will bring her friend Julia". "Great idea!" agreed Saltikov. At six o'clock Olive, Saltikov, Michael, Yana and Julia were already heading for Queen's Park. Yana and Saltikov seemed to forget about their Arkhangelsk fight and communicated as if nothing had happened, occasionally messing with each other without malice, though. "You know my manners are impeccable" Saltikov replied to