Cucumber on a tomato! Play for 4,5,6 people. Nikolay Lakutin

at the temple twist. And Makar is mine-the chest of the wheel, the pride of the first degree, well, the king of the world, where to go. And I'm burning with shame… Oh … Guys. That young – that old. They're always trying to make an impression, and they don't know how to do it. At least the books that you read, but where is there…

      Nina's face changes, and the romance disappears.

      NINA (softly): well, I couldn't get away from him. I regretted it on my head. Now I'm working off karma, or whatever it's called.

      He gets up from the bench, twists the rug.

      NINA (loudly shouts to nowhere): Makar!

      He shakes his head in annoyance, looks at the "victim" again, and makes a gesture of surprise. He leaves.

      ZTM.

      2 APARTMENT OF ZHANNA AND OLEG

      evening. Residential furnished bedroom is no longer a young married couple. Exhaling heavily, Oleg goes to bed in his family underpants, socks, Slippers, glasses on his nose and with a newspaper in his hand in the direction of the bed.

      There is a moderately calm cry of his wife (a cry exclusively for volume, a quick manner of communication): Oleg, did you take pills for blood pressure?

      Oleg stops, his whole appearance makes it clear that, of course, he forgot about the pills. But he doesn't say anything.

      There is a moderately calm cry of the wife (the cry is only for volume): Clearly. Okay, I'll get you everything, go to bed!

      Oleg settles down on the bed, unfolds the newspaper, begins to read it without much interest. Quickly scans, removes.

      A cheerful and cheerful Jeanne enters the bedroom in a housecoat. She carries a small mug of water. She talks in a fast, hurried manner.