Oliver and Herman

Person of the stranger (Herman):
Profession:
He's the star of a late-night comedy show and a sought-after actor in romantic comedies. On stage, he's a master of improvisation, able to make fun of any situation, but his humor is never malicious. It's designed to make people feel at ease.
Special feature (Knight in any puddle):
His attitude towards women is not just etiquette, but an inner need.
Umbrella: If it starts to rain, Herman will silently thrust his umbrella into the hands of any passing woman—be it the old woman at the front door, the delivery girl, or the theater director. He'll say, "I don't need it. I like the rain, but you don't need a cold." And he'll walk away, whistling cheerfully under the streams of water.
Puddles: If his companion (even if they're just acquaintances) looks at a puddle with doubt, Herman scoops her up without further ado. He maintains a straight face and asks seriously, "Which mode of transport would you prefer? Flying or walking?"
The Main Oddity (Wildflower Philosophy):
Herman makes a point of not buying flowers from stores. Many people think he's simply greedy or doesn't want to spend money. In fact, he has a whole philosophy. He believes that cut flowers wrapped in cellophane are "dead prisoners." His motto in life is:
"You shouldn't carry a woman in your arms when her heels are broken, but when you see that her spirits are higher than those heels. And flowers aren't a purchase, they're a gesture of attention. If I picked them for you, it means I went the extra mile."

The character of Oliver, the main character's husband:
Occupation: Criminal Analyst/Financial Advisor to a Shadow Syndicate.
Role: "Grey Cardinal" or "Chief Accountant of the Mafia".

Appearance and style (according to art):

Clothing: Always a formal suit, but with a deliberate casualness. His tie is slightly loosened, his collar is unbuttoned—he doesn't attend formal meetings; he works "in the field" or in his lair. A black coat is draped over his shoulders like a cloak.
Details: The thin metal frames of his glasses aren't for his vision, but to hide his shifty gaze as he calculates his interlocutor's moves. A black stud earring is the only nod to his past, when he was a simple street hacker.
Face: Perpetually tired appearance (bags under the eyes), light stubble, pursed lips. He almost never smiles. His hair is always in disarray because he constantly runs his hand through it while thinking.

Character and behavior:

· Sociopathic Pragmatist: Cold, calculating, and incredibly cynical. For him, emotions are bugs in the system that need to be fixed.
· Deductive genius: He sees the world as a chessboard. Based on a single phone call, he can figure out where someone is and how much money they have in their account.
Bad habits: Addicted to strong coffee and energy drinks. When under extreme stress, begins rocking in his chair or clicking his pen.
Secret: No one knows exactly what's on his mind. Even the syndicate boss is afraid to ask him unnecessary questions, because "The Analyst" is always one step ahead.

Backstory (Lore):

A former brilliant auditor at a major corporation, he accidentally stumbled upon a money-laundering scheme run by the mafia. Instead of turning them in, he hacked their system and blackmailed their bosses into hiring him, promising to completely restructure their financial flows and make them "invisible" to the FBI.
Now he's the top crime boss, sitting in a smoke-filled office overlooking the city. He doesn't kill himself, but his analysis is worth the lives of dozens of people.