So you're sitting around in some swanky café in Kiev (where they still let you
smoke in cafes) and Snejana Onopka sits down at your table and gives you that look.
You may be gay, you may be straight, you may be super-cali-fetishistic-XP-alidocious...
You may be male or female, you may be a dog or a cat, you may be the skeleton of a
long-forgotten pirate accidentally re-animated by some comical deity...
But whoever/whatever you are...
You melt into the moment.
