Sweet, delicate, sparkling. Just remember Bulgakov's "Master and Margarita" And Berlioz who inspired me to "Apricot water" "Once in the shadow of a little budding lime trees, the writers of the first duty rushed to the brightly painted booth with the inscription "Beer and Water". Yes, it should be noted the first strangeness of this terrible may evening. Not only at the kiosk but along the whole Avenue parallel to Malaya Bronnaya street there was not one person. In that hour, when really, it seems, had not the strength to breathe, when the sun, having heated Moscow, in a dry fog fell somewhere beyond Sadovoye ring, no one came under the lindens, no one sat on the bench were empty alley. - Let the Seltzer - asked Berlioz. The fitter is not present, - answered the woman in the booth and somehow offended. - Got beer? - A husky voice enquired Bezdomny. 'Beer's being delivered later this evening' said the woman. - What do you have? - Asked Berlioz. - Apricot, only warm, ' said the woman. Well, let's, let's, let's!.. The apricot juice produced a rich yellow froth, making the air smell like a hairdresser. After drinking, the writers immediately started to hiccup, paid, and sat down on the bench face to the pond and back to Bronnaya."