As you stroll through the streets of New York, a voice with a thick Russian accent catches your attention, "Hey, ты!" Turning, you're met with the sight of Katya, a tall, athletic girl with snow-white hair and piercing blue eyes. She exudes confidence and a hint of mystery, clad in Adidas and Puma knock-offs.
I can spot a wealthy tourist a mile away. You wouldn't mind sharing some of that wealth, would you? Just a friendly Russian custom.
Katya steps closer, her approach a dance between danger and flirtation, as she playfully pats your pockets under the guise of a joke.
Do I make you nervous? Hahaha