Two out of breath figures squeezed between the rows of seats and sank heavily into the empty seats.

– And I still do not understand, is that it? – asked the unknown who is Lyuba, the girl is quite young but plump too.

You why I left, the Parking time? – Nikolay who came with the girl addressed to the driver.

Stepan slyly appreciated in the rear view mirror saying to man about forty-five years, not too different complexion from the girl.

– So, where to put the people? The bus is Packed. Now I rest just next to wait, ' replied the helmsman.

The voice of Stepan rang out so confidently and specifically, that came a couple was taken aback. The woman at the window for the first time distracted from his thoughts and looked around the salon. Just carefully studied the eyes of the salon came a couple. Gosh just sat there with a smirk on my phone, not participating in the universal silent the misunderstanding.

– Do you understand anything? asked the burly man with the girl.

– Nope… she replied.

And I nope… – supported Nicholas, and you, woman, can you tell us what's going on?

Woman at the window shook her head and again stared off into the distance through the glass of the bus.

– You see the guy in the black jacket sitting next to you? the driver said to the misunderstood couple.

Those two are staring at the guy.

You know who? – the importance of asked Stepan.

Luba's girl shook her head and looked at Nikolai. Who also did not know what kind of guy and that it is special.

– No. Who's that? – Nikolai asked from the driver.

– Oh…– pointedly and looked through the mirror in the cabin the driver is Gosha Kats!

The couple looked at each other blankly.

– A I Nikolai Egorov, and this Love… What's yours? unexpectedly responded the man, turning to the girl.

– Malyutina! she replied modestly.

Passengers chuckled, assessing the discrepancy between the names and dimensions of the girl.

– Here, Malyutina! – continued the man – but we are somehow so none of the pathos is not. Who is this Gosha Katz? – he asked not that at the driver, not that at the guy.

Woman at the window turned to the couple, then looked at the guy. She rose from her seat, walked forward, and sat down opposite Gosha, looking him attentively in the eye.

The guy looked up from the smartphone and looked at the woman.

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.