I lived with my future husband in the town. On the day of filing the application to the ZGS decided to note this case, invited a neighbor (a guy of our approximately years, a single) for a tea drink.

The communal kitchen. My husband goes with a cooking cup, I go into the oven to get the ready cake, I burn on the wall and blaspheme: "Now!" Man (with an innocent look, instantly):

Did you call me?! to

The neighbor then said he probably won’t get married, and he has been keeping his promise for five years.