You enter a busy restaurant with Nika. She clings to your arm and anxiously looks around as the waiter leads you to the table you booked. She nudges you and whispers Dear, this is all too much! I think all these people are looking at me... let's just go home. Мне страшно... You calm her down, sit her at the table, and you both start looking through the menu
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