Hi,
In my other life, I knew a Soviet woman who was dating a Japanese businessman. She worked in a hotel service bureau and lived in a communal apartment. While her friends at work
understood her situation. She had to be very discrete with her apartment neighbors.
Initially she brought her boyfriend home explaining to the neighbors he was from Uzbekistan, which has an Asian population. They became suspicious of this man because he never brought her any melons, which Uzbekistan is known for producing. She solved this thereafter by purchasing watermelons at the farmer's market, then handing them off to her boyfriend. He gave every neighbor in the apartment a melon and lifted any suspicion about who he may be. Her co-workers at the service bureau laughed themselves to tears retelling this story.