Play on 3, 4, 5 people. As if I gave it to you. Nikolay Lakutin

passed. And then… I didn't like him very much…

      MASHA: Oh-Oh-Oh… didn't like it. Don't tell me! How many tears were shed on my long-suffering knees about the relationship that you had then…

      GALINA (interrupts): So! Masha! Stop!

      MASHA: Well…

      GALINA (interrupts): STOP! STOP! STOP!

      Galina again brings the Cup to her mouth, begins to drink, Masha at this moment casually finishes her story.

      MASHA: I told him I was coming to you.

      Galina chokes again and clears her throat. He puts the Cup down on the table. Masha pats her friend on the back.

      Galina, catching her breath, looks at Masha with a disapproving look.

      The one with the guilty grin.

      GALINA: Are you crazy? Why did you remind him of me at all?

      MASHA: So I'm not just like that! I didn't want to say anything about you at all. It just sort of happened. We crossed paths by chance and said Hello. Word by word. He asked how you were, so I told him everything was fine. I'm coming to you right now.

      GALINA: So he asked about me…

      Galina looks away, confused.

      MASHA: yeah…

      They shake their heads.

      MASHA: you Know what he's become … oops… I would have a crush on him, honestly. But because I have Victor.

      GALINA: I have Stasik. So let's do this… without this all right?

      MASHA: all Right.

      Silent.

      GALINA: What is he like now? The same blond?

      MASHA: No. Dark. But he's better off that way. Straightened up, statuesque.

      They both shake their heads in absurd reverie.

      GALINA: Clearly. Well, we met and met. They exchanged a word and ran away. What's wrong with that?

      Galina takes her Cup, starts to drink, but Masha as always manages to say a weighty word in time.

      MASHA: He said that he would also stop by in half an hour for a short time.

      Galina blows out with her mouth all that she managed to get there, looks with anger at her friend.

      GALINA: What?

      MASHA: What? What's that got to do with me? Why are you looking at me like that? He asked if you lived at the same address or not. I replied that it was there. Well, he said he'd drop by.

      GALINA: what about you?

      MASHA: what about me?

      Masha throws up her hands…

      GALINA: What do you mean?"

      Galina repeats the gesture of spreading her hands.

      GALINA (at the limit of restraining emotions): What did you say, bitch!!!

      MASHA: I said you'd probably be happy to see me…

      GALINA (in a rage): Oh, you…

      Galina grabs her friend's throat with her hands, but then the doorbell rings.

      Masha points to the door.

      The doorbell rings again.

      Galina waves her head negatively, making it clear that she does not intend to open the door, and continues to strangle Masha.

      MASHA (with a strangled choking cry, loudly): I'm COMING!!!

      Galina angrily jumps up from her seat, throws her hands up, spreading her fingers, finally freeing her friend's throat.

      GALINA (not holding back emotions): As if she did! (she swings one hand at her friend)

      Masha tries to catch her breath, taking advantage of the opportunity…, runs to the door and opens it.

      Galina stands with her back to the door. She's pretty nervous.

      A quiet lyrical composition is playing.

      Enter Herman.

      It's beautiful. Tall, broad-shouldered, well-groomed. In a white jacket and white trousers. A pleasant, inviting smile.

      Herman carefully closes the door behind him, looks at Galina, then looks at Masha.

      Masha signals that Galina is not very well disposed to this meeting. But this doesn't bother Herman at all. He winks at Masha and gives Her a large chocolate bar. Masha thrilled.

      Herman confidently, but humbly coming to Galina.

      She doesn't turn around. She feels that he is standing behind her, gets even more nervous, bites her lips, looks at the ceiling, sighs languidly, but does not turn around.

      Herman turns around, walks away slowly, and Galina turns around. Herman stops.

      It's like they can feel each other. Their actions are very well coordinated.

      Masha looks at him fondly.

      Herman stands with his back to Galina, slowly turns his head in half a turn, Galina abruptly turns her whole body, again stands with her back to Herman.

      Herman nods knowingly, turns back, takes a couple more steps toward the door.

      Galina turns to him, holds out her hands, takes a step toward him, and freezes. She's all on edge, she's insecure. She doesn't know what to do or how to behave.

      Herman stops. Doesn't turn around.

      Galina looks at his back, puts her hand on her elbow, and covers her face.

      Herman unbuttons his jacket and takes out a small but very beautiful bottle of cognac. He holds it out at arm's length to the side, without looking at it. It is not clear to whom or for whom.