To sleep with the Queen, you must first become the King yourself. And you, after a banal quarrel, began to call me a chicken, a sheep. You know, I don't think of myself. But you perfectly made it clear to me that you are a rooster and a ram. You don't deserve a queen! To you in a barn or in a chicken coop! And even if you do not consider me a queen, we are definitely not on the way!