This is how you do it, kids. Go to a Russian restaurant, that is.
Note how I’m recycling my work clothes into evening wear. Here’s a song you can play to emulate our experience (in more than one way; the chorus is “I know you’re far away, between us are cities and cities.”) Just turn the lights off and pretend you are dancing to a guy named Shurik weighing upwards of 250 pounds and wearing a gold chain and a knockoff D&G shirt. Also please note that I’m not bow-legged in real life. (I felt this was important to clarify.)
And here’s City Hall in the evening: