Me: So you know I am writing a story about you?
Rustam: A story about me? Why?
Me: Because your story needs to be told.
Rustam: It's my story why not let me tell then, No?
Me: I mean, well yeah. (He sits up straighter and reaches for a glass.) is that water?
Rustam: Net, it's vodka. All us Russians do, da? We drink vodka, fight with bears and eat beet soup.
Me: I don't think that.
Rustam: Well, what you think?
Me: This is my interview.
Rustam: It is? Then ask away.
Me: where are you from?
Rustam: Russia. Did you think this was American accent?
Me: No. I didn't think that. What brings you to America?
Rustam: Pumpkin pie. It's American, no?
Me: It is. But honestly.
Rustam: What's your name sweetheart?
Me: Nalla. My name is Nalla Xavier.
Rustam: I'm Ru. (I roll my eyes when he extends his hand) Running Nalla- were all running from something, da? Nice talk. I have go to gym.
Me: Um, thanks. Can you tell the next person to come in. (He leaves)
Published on November 17, 2016 20:42