The music ends.
Damira rushes to Lisa and Xana. Hugs them.
Damira (to Lisa and Xana, happy, emotional). Girls! How cool it is for me to be with you! I haven't annealed like this in years…. (Thinks.) I've never had such a great time at all. Mmmmmm, how healthy you are.
Damira turns to Bela and Angelina.
Damira (to Bela and Angelina, emotionally, joyfully). Squirrel, Gel, come quickly here to us, I want to hug you too! I love everyone, I adore everyone!!!
Bela and Angelina (wearily, in chorus). Noooo.
Angelina (wearily). Soryan, Damka, but after the steam room I need to be soldered with live water. The squirrel is generally crazy. Throws and throws. I grew up in the private sector, I know the bathhouse firsthand. But this bitch… (Pointing to Bela.) It just doesn't melt at all. Terminator, holy shit. Where did you get so much patience from? In appearance, a sucker is a sucker, and there is a strong rod inside!
The girls laugh.
Bela (wearily, displeased, to Angelina). Eeeeeee! You cheeeeeeeeeee! I'm not a sucker!
Xana (to Bela, reassuring). Squirrel, what are you? Don't take it seriously. Are you still not used to Geli's style of communication? She doesn't say that out of spite. You're not a sucker at all. They just stupidly envy you that you turned out to be stronger in endurance, that's all.
Angelina (wearily). Am I jealous? Yes, I'm jealous. And what is she like over there… And I'm out… and…. and, in general, I'm not going to hug. At least not right now.
Damira (to Bela and Angelina, emotionally, joyfully). Well, then I'll come to you myself now.
Bela and Angelina (tired, dissatisfied, chorus, exhaling). Aaaaaa.
Damira runs up to Bela and Angelina, hugs them, rejoices, but the girls do not share the joy too much, they would like to rest.
Damira, seeing no reciprocity, cautiously steps aside.
Lisa (to Angelina, encouraging). And about the life-giving water… They've prepared a whole arsenal for us here. (Lisa waves her hand around the table.) Whatever your heart desires. What should I pour you, Gel? Vodka? Cognac? Wine? (Peering at what is on the table.) I see some cocktails here, there are…
Angelina (tiredly, to Lisa). Is there a simple mineral water?
Lisa (taking mineral water from a pile of bottles). Greece has everything.
Angelina (tiredly, to Lisa). Li, not in the trash, splash the pezhe….
Lisa (pouring mineral water into a glass). Not a question at all!
Serves mineral water to Angelina. She gratefully accepts, greedily drinks.
Bela (to Lisa, asking). Can I?
Lisa nods approvingly.
Angelina chokes, pours mineral water, trying to vent her indignation.
Angelina (defiantly, to Lisa, pointing to Bela). Don't pour it for her! She's already peppy. She will pour herself without any problems.
Bela (to Angelina, skeptically). Is that why you don't like me so much?
Angelina (displeased, looking at her new friends, pointing to Bela). She's still asking!!! Girls, you know that this sweet girl crucified the whole rear bumper for me while you were there quietly and peacefully in a trance!
Lisa (smoothing out the corners). Gel, well, really. They've already forgotten. What are you doing?
Angelina (discontentedly, emotionally). I'm trying to forget! It doesn't work!!!
Bela (to Angelina, skeptically). I can help!
Angelina (nervously). No need! (In one fell swoop, "changing his shoes", beckoning Damira to him) Missis, you're my beauty. Come quickly, I'll hug you, my girl.
Damira approaches, embraces Angelina.
Lisa pours mineral water into a free glass, serves it to Bela. Bela accepts with gratitude, drinks.
Lisa (with interest, Xane). Ksyu, tell me about yourself. Who are you? What are you doing? It can be seen that you have money, and they make you such generous gifts. (Lisa waves her hand around the table, the sauna in general.) For what such merits? A..m…. if it's not a secret, of course.
Damira (Xane). Yes, I'm interested too!
Bela (Xane). And me!
Angelina (playfully, with cunning). And what kind of Maraaaatic?
Xana (to Angelina, with playful reproach). You rest there… Married without five minutes, and there … (Mimics.) Maaaaaraaaatik.
Lisa (with interest, Xane). No, well, really? It's interesting. What is all this for, and… well, how is it at all… Are you with him… (Gestures the contact between a man and a woman.) Yes?
Xana (Lisa). Oh, noooo. Well, yes, but no. Well, I mean, it's not because of that. What we used to have with him is not in business at all.
Bela, Damira, Angelina (Xane, chorus). Well, tell me!
Xana smiles slyly. It is clear that she agrees.
The girls are happy, they sit down somewhere in anticipation of the story.
Xana pours herself a drink, sips a little, holds an intriguing pause, looks around the girls with a sly look and begins her story.
Xana (narrating). I am, in the recent past, the wife of a diplomat.
Lisa (with interest, Xane). Oh, how…
Xana (complacently). Yeah, my husband and I were lucky.
Damira, Angelina and Bela are listening enviously.
Xana (calmly). The diplomat is my man with a head. Well, yes…, however, they don't take others there. He received, and still receives, a good salary. In addition, he launched several franchises. I, of course, did not make out for myself. Part of the business is on me, part is on his indirect relatives. Whatever you say, girls, it's extremely short-sighted to stand on one leg. Especially if you have a family.
Damira (Xane). Anyway, these are the words of your diplomat.
Xana (calmly). I won't lie to him, but I fully subscribe to these words.
Bela (enviously, Xane). So that's where you got so much money and connections from.
Lisa (cautiously, with a bit of restrained envy). Owners of factories, newspapers, steamships…
Xana (calmly). Girls, don't be too jealous. After all, I've managed to lie under the trunk in my life! I've been raped a couple of times. Don't think that everything is exactly right in my life! Nifiga!
Damira (to Ksane, with condolences, with interest). Oh, shit! How? For what? Why?
Xana (calmly). Where there is a lot of money, there is usually a lot of dirt. Moreover, this dirt often seeps in from the outside. To remain a clean, honest and decent person, being in the system is almost impossible… if you understand what I'm talking about.
Lisa nods with understanding, the other girls can be seen that they do not understand, but they try not to show it.
Xana (calmly, Bele). Yes, Squirrel, you're right. Money and connections are a trailer from her husband. In circles, I talked about what to hide — not easy. Privileged!
Angelina (impatiently, Xane). So, what happened? Why aren't you with him now? Not with this diplomat?
Xana (calmly, to Angelina). That's life…
Xana takes a few steps somewhere to the side, it is clear that she is now thinking about the past, remembering, partly sad.
The girls do not climb, do not interrupt, wait for the continuation.
Xana (calmly, everyone). My diplomat flew — flew to different countries… Well, I got there. His son was born in America. Not from me, of course. I, in general, took his confession normally. She also did not sit at the window in the kruchina, waiting for the faithful. Of course, I walked. Yes, and he, of course, guessed. Perhaps he even knew for sure. There was no scandal. We took out vintage wine, sat down by the fireplace and began to think about how we could play this whole thing competently. In the same place, they do not encourage divorce. A diplomat should be an example.
Bela (surprised, Xane). Yeah?
Xana (calmly). An elementary fine for speeding is already stuck! And divorce is not discussed at all. But, fortunately, this did not become a problem for us. I'm still officially married to my diplomat, and even, I'll tell you a secret, we sometimes… it's…