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- Sasha, would you like to drink something? - Yes, please. Tea.
- Ok, of what color? (she meant green or black) - Blue...
That’s interesting, a rare sort of tea. Blue tea, ok.
- Whom didn’t I meet yet? - I am Galina Ivanovna.
- Nice to meet you. Sasha. - This is Alena.
Hello, Alena. (Alena was his Russian tour manager, so of course he knew her :))
So, Sasha, then move to make up.
I wonder, is it because I have the moustache and beard glued on, it’s impossible for me to smile now?
Or in general, those who have a beard can not smile?
Of course, the glue does not allow skin to move.
- Mmm, is this Kirkorov? - This is Kobzon (a Russian singer)
- Is this his name? - Joseph.
- Kobzon? - Yes.
Papa called me "kobzon"... Ah, no, he was saying… what was he saying?... "patsan" (little boy.)
- Just a sec... OK, you can put the glasses on. - Can I?
You can. Carefully.
- Can I take a look? - Of course.
Oh, it’s beautiful. But I don’t know… the way he had it… here he had such a little… pause…
I can not smile at all…
May I here... just a little… I’ll take a look in the mirror. Oi!
So, Sasha, stand there, please. Turn sideward.
Let's go.
I feel that the hat is falling off.
Turn your face away from me a little and tilt your head a little bit aback.
Lower your chin and tilt your head to the side.
Lower your chin and tilt your head like that.
And give me the slightest smile...
Oh, the smile worked out well.
No, it does not work. Look what is over there and what is here.
- Thank you very much. That’s it. - Was it good?
Well, it didn’t work to smile, but thank you very much. It’s very good.