He gets more frustrated as she just keeps talking. "Just get me to St. Petersburg, please. Seriously, if your president is bragging about it, it probably means they don't have anything like what he is claiming. My people should be landing my plane in St, Petersburg about now. Plus, with your<span style="font-style: italic">undying support</span>for the<span style="font-style: italic">Motherland</span>, why would you care if he sets it off? Why wouldn't you want Mother Russia to have global dominance? Now please. I don't want to hear anything else." The rest of the ride to St. Petersburg is filled with further bickering. By the time,period they had arrived, he never wanted to deal with a Russian again, he couldn't wait to get out of this country, this frozen wasteland. He goes out towards the gate where his plane was waiting, hoping to leave Russia, and by extension, this woman, behind.