There are such meetings...
I went to the bar and ordered 100 cognac. The bartender executed the order, I wanted to pay, but I was stopped by an unknown man: "Sorry, did you rest in 1979 in Sochi in the Emerald Pension?" You lived in a room 43 and ordered harcho, lilium and compot for lunch all the time?” I strained my memory, more than 30 years still passed, and I replied as it is: "About Sochi and the pension, it's all right, and I'm not sure about the room and the room." “You probably don’t remember me, but I have a preferential debt. You left too suddenly, and I didn’t have time to calculate. Let me pay for your cognac.” With these words, he talked to the bartender and went out.