The music stops and ends.
Lisa runs out excited. The hand is raised, Bela's mobile phone defiantly flaunts in her hand.
Lisa (to the girls). Girls, come here. I found something!
Lisa, Damira and Xana all run together in a bunch.
Lisa (to the girls). Look, I found the phone. But it's not Gelin, exactly. Maybe it's Bela's phone?
Damira and Xana exchange glances.
Xana takes the phone from Lisa. He begins to rummage around in it, looking for something.
Xana (to Lisa). You see, Lisa…
Lisa (interrupts). is it possible.
Xana (to Lisa). Yes. Lee, you see what's the matter. We have known Bela not so long ago.
Damira (to Lisa). I met Squirrel about an hour before we ran into each other.
Xana (to Lisa, looking for something in Bela's phone). And I wasn't much earlier. But nothing, fortunately, the phone without a password. We will understand now by correspondence. Belkin's pipe or not.
Xana searches for information, flips through tabs. All three of them carefully study the correspondence on the phone.
Damira (looking at the phone). So, well, not much. No correspondence with the guy. But she had some kind of Kostya, it seems…
Xana (flipping through correspondence). Stasik, she was talking.
Damira (looking at the phone). Exactly.
Xana (leafing through the correspondence). Well, they've got everything stalled there. It is clear — she could have deleted the correspondence with him. Well, with the other guys here… No dialogs at all. Correspondence with mom. Messages from the bank, from hypermarkets mailing lists… Some more nonsense.
Lisa (looking at the phone). Well… judging by the theme of the design, this is a female phone, and if a little more specifically, this is a phone of some kind of zamukhryshki.
Damira and Xana (chorus). It's her anyway!
Bela and Angelina run out, see their friends.
Bela and Angelina (chorus). Girls, finally.
The trio turns to the voices of Bela and Angelina, they rejoice at the meeting.
Lisa (to Bela). I found your phone! Isn't that yours?
Bela runs up, picks up the phone, rejoices. Hugs Lisa.
Bela (to Lisa, hugging her). My, thank you.
Lisa discreetly responds with mutual affection.
Bela runs up to "her" girls.
Friends rejoice, embrace the original compositions.
Bela, Damira and Xana hug separately. Lisa and Angelina hug separately.
Lisa (to everyone, examining the girls). Well, are everyone alive, are everyone more or less healthy?
Bela, Damira, Angelina, Xana (chorus, vying). Yes. Normal. More or less. Will go.
Xana (Damire and Bela). Lisa and I talked here. A normal girl, by the way. It's strange that we didn't find a common language right away.
Angelina (to everyone). Yes, Squirrel and I also became friends.
Bela nods, smiles warmly.
Xana (to everyone). Well, then what? Then let's be friends, shall we?
Lisa (first extending her hand among the girls, palm down). Give me all your stumps!
The girls take turns putting their palms on top, one on one. Xana puts her hand on Lisa's hand, Angelina puts her hand on Xana's hand, Bela puts her hand on Angelina's hand, Damira puts her hand on Bela's hand.
All the girls (in chorus, on the count of three throwing up a "bunch of hands"). Peace! Peace! Peace!
They throw up their hands, open the "manual" merge.
Angelina (to everyone). So, well, then I suggest we exchange all the numbers. We will call up, write off. In a cafe, maybe when we get together, we can chat!
Damira (supporting). Yes, that's a great idea!
The girls come together in a bunch. They are vying to dictate their numbers and names, write down phone numbers in their smartphones.
Bela (casually, to everyone). And Gelya is getting married tomorrow!
There is an awkward pause. All the girls look first at Bela, then at Angelina.
Lisa (to Angelina, indignantly). What? And I'm just finding out about it like this now?
Xana (surprised). Oh-pa-pa…
Angelina (to Lisa). Yes, I was going to tell you about it. It's just that at first I met these twins, my thoughts got confused, then you and I rolled over, and then I just opened my mouth, I wanted to tell you how we were… (Pointing to Damira, Xana and Bela.) The girls out, they swooped. Well, that's it. I couldn't tell you.
Xana (busily, with interest, to Angelina). Well, now you can tell everyone. So what? Is there really a wedding tomorrow?
Angelina (to everyone, timidly, uncertainly). Well… sort of… yeah.
Damira and Xana (chorus). Congratulations!
Angelina (embarrassed). Thanks.
Lisa (to Angelina, displeased). Congratulations, friend.
Angelina (apologetically to Lisa). Thanks.
Bela (modestly). Well, I already have… I congratulated him.
Xana (busily, with interest, to Angelina). Cool. Well, what about the bachelorette party? Where? When will it take place? We're in business, if you don't mind!
Angelina (confused). Bachelorette party? And.. I…. Yes… well, nowhere. I, honestly, even somehow on this topic …
Xana (interrupting Angelina). Yes, what are you!!!!! It's a tradition! Holy primordial tradition! This cannot be violated. It will not work to beg for this!
Damira and Bela agree with Xana. Lisa shrugs her shoulders.
Xana (busily, to everyone). So! So, no one is planning anything for tonight! Let's carouse!
Lisa (to Xane). I don't mind in principle, but we need to decide on the place, the menu.
Angelina (confused). How much do we discount?
Xana (busily, to everyone). Don't "worry"! I'll decide everything now!
Xana pulls out her cell phone. Calling someone.
The girls exchange glances. For everyone, this is a surprise and uncertainty.
Xana (into the phone). Hello? Maratik? Hello, darling. Missed you? Me too. Marat, tell me, do you have any saunas available for the evening? For today, yes. Yes? Which ones? In what area? Yeah. Well, it's fine. All. Hammer it under me. I'm coming with my friends. We have a bachelorette party… (Listens to the phone.) No, not me. I'll tell you everything later. And arrange the table there to your taste, okay? Will you do it for me? Excellent. I can give you the money now, just tell me how much you need. (He listens to the phone.) A gift? Seriously? Maratik, I adore you! You're just the best! Well, that's it, see you tonight then. I'll come, hug and kiss you! Even if your wife and children are standing next to you! This is my condition! (Smiles.) Thank you, dear. We'll be there by eight.
Xana puts down the phone, smiles warmly, looks at the girls.
Xana (to everyone, happily). That's it! Maratik organizes everything for us. Girls — it will be cool. Sauna on Kutuzovsky. You know? I'll send the address to everyone, I have your contacts now. They're waiting for us at eight! Refusals are not accepted! Let's say goodbye to the free life of our friend Geli!
Music!
Everyone is hugging Angelina!
ZTM.
The end of the first act.
Action 2
Scene 1. Bachelorette party
Sauna. There are bath benches, a richly laid table. A large selection of alcohol. To drink, to have a snack — everything is in abundance.
A "hot" bright musical composition sounds.
Girls, some in towels, some in swimsuits, dancing to the hot rhythms of a musical composition, run out from different sides tired, but happy. They run to the shops, shouting.
Damira (fervently, annealing in the dance). Bela and Angelina scream, scream
, dance, but in the dance they run to the benches, fall on them, "dry out".
Xana and Lisa, laughing and having fun, go out together. They dance a little, finish discussing something violently.