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– My name is Svana.

– What an interesting name. Absolutely unfamiliar to me.

– It is very rare and not Estonian at all.

– And what?

– Norwegian.

– You surprise me! Where did the Estonian get the Norwegian name? And what does it mean?

– Oh, it's a long story. Better tell me what's your name?

– My name is also unusual, already for your ear.

– Nothing, nothing. Speak. I am capable. I'll catch it.

– My name is Harutyun.

– Sounds original! Is it real Armenian?

– Certainly not Norwegian.

– And not Estonian.

We started laughing together and I realized that the acquaintance took place.

– Listen, Harutyun! Let's go sit at our table, and at the same time we'll chat about our names.

It was said so naturally that I did not dare to refuse my new acquaintance.

We came to a table at which two adults were already sitting – a man and a woman.

– Meet! These are my parents. Father's name is Alexander, and mother's name is Ingrid. Mom, dad is Harutyun. We just met him.

– Very nice! Have a seat. Would you like something to eat?