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“Is that vodka?" Margarita asked weakly.
The cat jumped up in his seat with indignation.
"I beg pardon, my queen," he rasped, "Would I ever allow myself to offer vodka to a lady? This is pure alcohol!”
― Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

“Cut the chatter!' interrupted Melnick, fiercely. 'Don't you know librarians can't stand noise? For them, noise is like waving a red rag in front of a bull.”
― Dmitry Glukhovsky, Metro 2033