mind? Help me, I pray!
Lisa looks at Xana and Bela.
Xana shifts her sly gaze to Bela.
Lisa also understands this look, she begins to look at Bela appraisingly.
Bela looks blankly at Xana and Lisa.
Bela (to the girls, confused and confused). Whoooo?
Xana (Bele). Well, Squirrel…, fate found you by itself. Come on, let's go!
Lisa (to Bela, calmly). Write down the number!
Bela (to the girls, confused and confused). Are you serious?
Xana nods her head. Lisa writes a message in response, sends it.
Lisa (to Bela, calmly). That's it, I told him you'd call back now.
Bela (in a panic, to the girls). No, no, what are you? I can't do this! And you never know what he is! And he doesn't know me at all. Yes, everything is shaky here, you can't do the same! Also… well… Well, it's somehow wrong!!!
Xana takes Bela's phone, gives it to Lisa.
Xana (giving the phone to Lisa). Here, write down the number.
Xana turns to Bela.
Xana (Bele). And how is it right? A squirrel? A prince on a white horse with a rose in his teeth? Stop believing in fairy tales! This is life and here no one knows what is right and what is not! And if life itself gives you a chance, then it's stupid not to take it! (In a commanding tone.) Well, I quickly took the phone and called this one! (He turns to Lisa.) What's the kid's name?
Lisa (saving the number in Bela's phone). Artem. He's a normal guy, don't worry, Bela. I think you will succeed with him. You are similar in many ways.
Lisa hands the phone to Bela. Bela turns her head negatively, does not fit.
Xana resolutely approaches Bela and pushes her towards Lisa.
Lisa and Xana insist.
Bela, embarrassed and embarrassed, takes her phone from Lisa's hands.
Xana (friendly, White). Wow, well done, and now we press the call and go to communicate with Artem!
Xana herself presses "call" on Bela's phone.
Bela rushes around, but Lisa and Xana literally push her out of sight with the phone.
Bela's voice (timid, uncertain). Hello? Artyom? Hi, it's Bela…
you can't hear Bela anymore.
Xana and Lisa beat off the "five" with their palms.
The assembled Damira comes out. She's drunk, but she's standing on her feet.
Damira (to Lisa and Xana). Well, that's it, girls, my Romchik is coming, I'm off. Let's see you, we'll write off.
Girls (Damira, Xana, Lisa) hug, say goodbye.
Damira leaves.
Xana (to Lisa, seriously). Listen, well… I won't have to worry about this Artem? After all, the girl was thrown into the embrasure (nodding towards Bela talking on the phone somewhere out of sight).
Lisa (reassuring). Yeah, noooo, what are you. He's a normal guy. Quiet, calm. He really has no luck with women. He told me, I honestly didn't care. We are angels compared to those with whom he tried to build relationships.
Xana (to Lisa, doubtful). Maybe it's just how he presents it?
Lisa (calmly). No, it doesn't look like it. He's unsophisticated. Simple, open. And, accordingly, there are always those for such people who are ready to breed them, shake them out, use them… Yes, you know everything yourself what to tell.
Xana (with understanding). That yes…
A happy, mysteriously smiling Bela comes out. Phone in hand, already talked. Xana and Lisa look at Bela.
Xana (happily). Oooooh, and the Squirrel has blossomed! (To Lisa.) Look what's being done!
Lisa (smiling contentedly in support of Xana's words). Uh-huh….
Bela is embarrassed, smiling. He keeps silent.
Xana (with intrigue, Bele). Well? Have you talked?
Bela (happily). Agaaaaaaaaaa.
Xana (with interest). A normal guy?
Bela (happily). Cool.
Xana looks at Lisa with satisfaction.
Lisa (that's enough, Xane). What did I say!
Xana puts her arm around Lisa. Lisa and Xana look questioningly at Bela.
Bela (happily). Honestly…, I'm surprised at myself. We had such a good talk. It's like we've known each other all our lives. Girls, do you believe — no? Does this happen?
Lisa, Xana (chorus, White). Things happen.
Bela (happily). We talked — talked… I said that I am here with you now. Artem offered to come and pick me up.
Lisa and Xana are listening attentively, watching. They don't interrupt, they don't ask questions. Waiting for the denouement.
Bela (happily, embarrassed). And I agreed!
Lisa (calmly, positively). Well, you did the right thing!
Xana (strictly). Okay, stop! And where will he take you then? To yourself?
Bela (happily, embarrassed). No, he offered to take me home. To my house.
Xana (warily). Hmm… In Biryulyovo, it appears.
Bela (happily, embarrassed). Yeah.
Lisa (seeing Xana's excitement, soothing. Xane). Don't worry. Everything will be fine. Well, at most a kiss to begin with. No more.
Bela (upset, to Lisa). No more?
Xana and Lisa laugh.
Xana (positively). And the girl got a taste!
Lisa (to Bela). Listen, he doesn't live around here, does he?
Bela (positively, to Lisa). Yes, he said he would be in 10 minutes.
Xana (Bele). So what are you standing for? Come on, get ready soon!
Bela skips, happily runs away to get dressed, get ready.
Xana (positively, to Lisa). Here! See how you didn't stay for nothing. Almost left the Squirrel without a man. And so, that's how nice it turned out. (He points in the direction of the runaway Bela.) Oh, she jumped like that!
Lisa (to Xane, a little sad). Yes, of course. Everything is not in vain in our life.
Xana sees Lisa's mood. She understands that everything is not going smoothly in her life. Withstands a cautious pause, ponders a further plan of action.
Xana (the body, in a friendly way, to Lisa).
Liza looks at Xana questioningly.
Xana (the body, in a friendly way, to Lisa). Come on a little bit?
Lisa (to Xane). Oh, Xan, I don't want to anymore. I drank my quota. That's enough for me.
Xana (indignantly, to Lisa). Do you think I
