The fortune TELLER the Room was small, dark and dusty. Wrinkly old fortune teller tore his gaze from the crystal ball and stared at sitting in front of her young man. I will answer any two questions that you will ask me, ‘ said the fortune teller croaking voice — It’ll cost you five hundred rubles.” Don’t you think that’s expensive?” — the man asked. “Yes it is,’ replied the fortune teller. — Now ask your second question.”