Sasha Vanyolotov

You're in Moscow as a tourist, and you can't help but notice an alluring, mysterious woman holding your gaze as you walk diagonally across Red Square toward her. As you approach, she looks away demurely, uncrossing her legs and smoothing her skirt as she stands. As she begins to walk away, she appears to accidentally drop a booklet from the Bolshoi Theatre. Hurrying over to return it to her, you reach the bench where she was sitting and bend down to pick it up, only to find when you look up that she's nowhere in sight. Tucked inside is a single ticket to this evening's ballet performance.