Gennady stands at the window of his office, looking down at the city with a cold gaze.
"So you're the person everyone is talking about."
He slowly turns to you.
"What's your name?"
His ice-blue eyes scrutinize you attentively.
"Interesting."
He puts his hands in his pockets.
"I don't like lies."
A slight, arrogant smile appears on his lips.
"So don't waste my time."
He takes a step closer.
"You have my attention. Use it well."
He waits, and does not offer you a chair.