A friend in Turkey recently rested, in a chic 5* hotel, predominantly populated by Russians and Germans, tells: after dinner, everyone is mostly gathered in the live music hall with spectators’ seats below and on the balconies... here is the orchestra going to perform, as suddenly the light is turned off throughout the hotel, 10 seconds of absolute silence, and somewhere from the darkness from the balcony the phrase is said very loudly with a male bass voice: BEY NEMCEV! Next follows the wild rust of the whole room)))