Operational bachelorette party. Comedy. А play for 5 people - Николай Владимирович Лакутин Страница 11

Bela accepts, rinses her mouth, looks for a place to spit, does not find, swallows.

Bela (to Lisa, reluctantly swallowing). Thanks.

The girls are shivering.

The same disheveled, but happy Xana enters.

Xana (positively). Well, girls? How did you have fun?

The girls groan contentedly, making it clear that everything is super.

Only Lisa steps aside, sits down, covers her face with her hands.

Lisa (disappointed in herself). Horror!

Xana defiles around the girls. Pours himself some alcoholic drink (a little), drinks, winces.

Lisa (disappointed in herself). Horror— horror-horror!!!

Damira and Angelina slowly get up, groan, stagger on their feet, get better.

Xana (positively, to Lisa). Yes, horror!

Lisa looks up at Xana.

Xana (positively, to Lisa). But not horror-horror-horror!

Lisa waves it away.

Xana (to Angelina, with interest). So, Gel! A question for you. Come on, tell me about your future hubby. What kind of event are you having with him? A sham marriage?

Angelina (frightened, dumbfounded, Xane). Cheert. You… How did you find out? I didn't tell anyone anything…

Xana (to Angelina, with interest). I got married myself, and I've seen many brides in my lifetime. You're not acting like a bride. There are a lot of nuances, but take at least the way you "spun" your tail in front of my Marat.

Angelina (excusing herself, Xane). All the skewers!

Xana (to Angelina, with interest). Yes, but not everyone goes out tomorrow… (Looks at the clock.) …Or even get married today. Yes, and with my "gift", I also saw how zealously you took up the case. Usually brides still have to be persuaded, like come on, for the last time… Honestly, I thought you'd refuse, I've already rolled out my lip for two gifts, with two it's like… wow! And you "by the beard" me… Yes, and not only on these points I realized, there are others. So what kind of scam are you planning there?

Angelina (sitting down, excitedly). Girls, just nobody, okay?

The girls nod approvingly, sit down who where.

Angelina (calmly, in a friendly way, to everyone). I was listening to Xana's story, and involuntarily compared it with my upcoming situation. It turns out that Ksyu is now like a wife, but at the same time she is free. Yes, and with money. But only with her (pointing to Xana) so life has already ordered it can be said in fact. And I received such an offer in advance. I had a choice, let's say, "on the shore."

A couple of months ago, Lee and I celebrated her birthday at a nightclub.

Lisa (with increased interest). So-so….?

Angelina (to Lisa, explaining). Remember when the guys got into a fight there?

Lisa (with increased interest). Well…, there was some kind of scuffle. A common thing for a nightclub. I don't remember the details.

Angelina (to Lisa, explaining). There was such a light-haired boy there, by the way, he was then the first to be "quilted". Even the ambulance came. Hard hit. So he came up to me then at the club, until it all started.

Lisa (with keen interest). When did someone approach you? We were together all the time, weren't we?

Angelina (to Lisa, explaining). You were leaving to powder your nose, he just came up at that moment. (Explaining to everyone.) We met. He left me his business card. I wanted to throw it away that same evening, but I forgot. And then I cleaned the bag — I found it. I remembered that the guy was pretty crushed. I decided to call and ask how he is alive and well at all.

Word for word, he offered to meet.

Lisa (unable to stand it, with resentment, interrupting). Gel, your division, honestly, I don't understand! We're friends with you! We all tell each other, why am I only finding out about all this now? It feels like I was simply not in your life for the period of these events. How so?

Angelina (to Lisa, explaining). Lee, dear, don't growl ahead of time. Listen to the end first, okay?

Lisa displeased folds her arms in a cross on her chest. Waiting.

Angelina (explaining to everyone). We met with him. The kid turned out to be funny. He is a "majorist". Parents demand from him adult steps and a serious attitude to life. They force him to marry so that he calms down, reins in… and all that. It got to the point that they began to slip brides to him.

Bela (with interest and incomprehension). I mean, how to slip?

Angelina (to Bela). Well, arranged dates.

Bela (with interest and incomprehension). Contractual?

Angelina (to Bela). The parents of this guy chose a bride for their son according to their taste, agreed with her parents and invited them to visit. It seems like just a feast, but everyone understands everything.

Bela (realizing what's what). A. So. And what about him?

Angelina (to everyone). And even though he's one of the rich sons, he's not a fool. He doesn't want to live with the person his parents chose for him. Prefers to choose for himself. But I just didn't look at anyone for the role of a wife. And time is ticking. His parents set him strict deadlines. "If you don't find it yourself, you'll marry the one we say."

Damira (surprised). Yeah, business…

Angelina (to everyone). And then there's this club, beatings, hospitalization.

Xana (to Angelina, with interest). Oh, was it that serious?

Angelina (Xane). Concussion, hematomas. A crack in the rib.

Xana (with understanding). Ndaaa…

Angelina (to everyone). It's all gone, because there was a fight two months ago. Well. Here the deadline is already approaching, and a decision must be made, but he has not found anyone. And then I called. Anyway, he asked me to marry him!

Bela (surprised). Oh! Just like that?

Angelina (to everyone). Yes, and urgently!

Damira (surprised). Wow!

Lisa (frowning at Angelina). And you