Alexandr Korol

Friend: He was using the phone, talking, yes. And overall, of course, as I looked
at him more closely later, he showed that even though he’s older, he was
dressed very unusually, very stylishly. He had some kind of — I don’t remember
exactly — some hoodies and pants. But completely non-standard for...
Alexandr: Well, he was dressed like a young person, not like an old grandpa.
Friend: Exactly.
Alexandr: So he wasn’t wearing a sweater-vest?
Friend: No.
Alexandr: Because, you see, he doesn’t want to look like a respectable
grandfather from Harvard. He wants to be “gangsta,” listening to that choon-
choon-choon music, I get it.
Friend: Yes, exactly.
Alexandr: But that’s exactly what jams his signal, guys — it jams the signal.
But anyway. Alright, that truly was unusual, because you were traveling
from Moscow to St. Petersburg then. And when you were going to Moscow,
you mentioned that a priest was trying to pull you in somewhere.
Friend: We got acquainted.
Alexandr: You got acquainted. And then you met him a second time that
same day, but at some event?
Friend: Yes, yes, that was so unusual, and then...
Alexandr: And he said again: “Come join us.”
Friend: Yes, he even suggested I go...
Alexandr: Did he give you a cross to kiss? Rings to lick?
Friend: No.
Alexandr: Well, alright then.
Friend: He just sent me information in my direct messages — that was also
quite unusual.
Alexandr: Wait — you actually exchanged contacts with him?
Friend: Yes.
Alexandr: Wha-a-a-at?
Friend: Well, he just messaged me a link to his group on social media —
let’s call it his “group.”
Alexandr: Interesting.
Friend: Yes.