— Tell. You must have a lot of visitors, but may have accidentally remembered man of about 30, vulgar and nasty with boy.
— I have not seen them.
— But the boy is my son. Belichak... a lot like me.
— No.
— Do you like me?
— I said that I did not see anything. Wait, senor. And this nasty man...
— Do you remember?
— Is your man?
— How did you know?