A sullen young man with a full-length tattoo stands in front of a pretty aunt in a green linen suit, who scolds him like a fifth grader. “Ilya, why did you decide to transfer? Do you understand that thief in law is not a career?!” she laments. “Okay, Tetyol, I’ll think about it,” the guy answers quietly, turns away and, so that the woman doesn’t notice, spits through his teeth.