Everything was weird and Aleksander was frankly impressed by how well Benvolio was handling everything. At his age, he would have been incandescent with rage and letting everyone around him know it. He had thought, then, that everything was in his control and it was just a matter of finding the right leverage.

"Yes," he confirmed. "Let me show you."

He approached one of the cupboards then stared at it, thinking intensely about a plate of blinchiki stuffed with fruit and cheese. He opened the door and was pleasantly surprised to see there was a plate piled high with the little pancakes, some stuffed with cheese and others with strawberries.