Stepan with a smile watched the scene, nothing explaining.
The woman took out a notebook, a pen and handed it to the guy with the words:
– Sorry, I didn't recognize you. Can I have your autograph?
The guy took a notebook, silently, completely without emotion, signed and returned it with a pen to the woman, then returned to the smartphone.
The woman thanked the man, returned to his seat, and began with emotion to study painting.
The couple looked at each other again. The man could not stand:
– Hey, friend, say, who is this gosh Katz? – he turned to the driver.
Stepan smiled, glancing through the mirror at the salon, and said:
I don't know.
I don't know. – I didn't expect such a response Nicholas.
Girl giggled grunting.
– Seriously, I don't know. This guy introduced himself as Gosha Katz or Katz, I don't know what's right. Offered to pay for all empty seats, so as not to wait, and we went, inadvertently leaving you at the bus stop. It everything that I know about it, – the driver answered.
That's it! – laughed the man, and I'm wondering what the bus is Packed. Well, artist.
The bus was silent for a while. The couple stared at the woman studying the painting in anticipation of explanations, but she was in no hurry to give them. The man with the girl, and not waiting for clarification, turned in the direction of movement, and stared into the distance stretching beauty, and then, glancing at the guy in front.
– How do you know him, – after some time the woman said, folding a notebook in my purse – probably, the Philharmonic-don't go? – tried to she give some the answer village species a couple of.
– What? – said Nicholas, – I have a wife in the city Philharmonic rewind ten. Do you think if not in a Tux person, then in addition to vodka and cucumber nothing in life saw?
– Who does your wife work at the Philharmonic? the woman asked with interest.
The guy in the front seat looked at the man with curiosity.
– Chaplain! he replied haughtily.
The guy smiled and returned to the gadget.
– Who, uncle Kol? the girl frowned.
– A usher, in General-responded he.
On the bus again there was a silence.
"The first violin is beyond the Urals," the woman said softly, looking out the window.
Stepan looked through the mirror at the woman, then at the guy. Then ask: