bag.
Sanek. Here! What makes you think I'm confessing to someone? I don't have such a trait, I don't waste compliments, and I don't rush into words!
Ksyusha. But you have another trait, you get turned on half a turn and immediately unbutton your pants, and that's even worse!
Sanek. Have you decided yet? Or should I unbutton my pants or confess my love?
Ksyusha. None of this!
Victor enters.
Victor. Hello everyone. What's the noise, but there's no fight?
Ksyusha. And you don't get sick, and there's going to be a fight now.
Victor. What's the matter?
Sanek. Imagine, Vitek, he doesn't want to let me go to my classmates. I took the bag, and there's a whole selection of music, and something else to create a festive atmosphere.
Victor. Why doesn't he want
to let go? Apparently, she is jealous, or just goofing off due to the specifics of the female body and certain calendar days.
Ksyusha. Apparently, you're going to make a deal now!
Victor (to Ksyusha). Wait, wait. Let me introduce myself, I'm Victor, Alexander's classmate.
Ksyusha (blowing a lock of hair off her forehead, nervously brushing her hair off her face with her hand). Ksyukha! Very pleasant.
Victor. It's nice to meet you too. Ksyusha, if you are worried that something like this might happen to your chosen one at this meeting, then maybe you are with us? And look after the faithful, and you will rest. There's plenty of room for everyone, and plenty of provisions.
Ksyusha. With him? To your reunion? And how am I there?
Sanek. What are you doing, Vityukha? Why did she fall there for us?
Ksyusha. So
she didn't fall? Don't even start!
Ksyusha. And I changed my mind, I'm going with you!
Sanek. What?
Ksyusha. That's it! Wait, I'll just change my clothes, powder my nose, and be on my way.
Sanek. Where did you put your skis? So that you can start looking at my classmates at half past four? No, please. Stay at home, since you're so interesting under the degree.
Ksyusha. So you're not going anywhere either!
They're pushing and shoving. They make noise and drag Sanina's bag again.
Anna enters.
Anna. Good evening!
Everyone falls silent, turns around. They freeze. They forget about everything. In front of them is not that gray mouse Anna, but a beauty!
Anna. Did you interrupt? I'm sorry to interrupt, you were busy with something here. We had such a nice conversation, discussed something so fascinatingly, we could even hear it from the street.
Sanek (appreciating the transformation). Ah… Uh-uh…
Ksyusha (appreciating the transformation). Oh… I… see.
Victor. Good evening, Anna… Aren't you Anya? Or do you only vaguely resemble her in some way?
Anna. That's right, it's me. Hello, Vit.
Victor. At… Vet.
Ksyusha. Okay, guys! Let's all close our mouths on the count of three! One-two-three!
On the count of three, Victor and Sanka close their slack jaws.
Ksyusha. Great. Now I have a question for you, Anya. You… this… Are you even there?
Anna. What?
Ksyusha. What's that? That's it! Look what you've done to the men. I didn't give a damn myself. How did they make such a MILF out of you?
Anna. You like it, don't you?
Ksyusha. I like it… it even pisses me off.
Anna. So, everything worked out.
Victor. Anyuta, listen, would you like to join us? We are going to a reunion, we would be very happy if you would accompany us.
Sanek. Yes, by the way, I also wanted to suggest it. Come with us, An. There, and Ksyukha is just getting ready, it's more fun together, huh?
Anna. Oh, thank you very much for the offer, but I will obviously be superfluous there. I've been to meetings like this, you need everyone to be there. The stranger will sit like an idol and understand nothing. And I won't be comfortable, and your company won't be very comfortable.
Victor. No, no, everything will be fine, you'll see. Come on, I'll put in a good word, no one will even make a sound about it.
Ksyusha. She's not going anywhere! Get out of here quickly, before I get over the shock. Let's go into the kitchen, Anyutka, and have a private conversation with you.
Ksyusha takes Anna to the kitchen.
Sanek quickly grabs his bag, and he and Victor leave the apartment.
Scene 2
Flat. Late evening. Anna and Ksyusha are sitting at the table, drinking coffee.
Ksyusha. Actually, they do not recommend drinking coffee at night. It's invigorating. But I feel like I won't sleep anyway. You've stirred me up, my friend. Tell me! Why the hell are you so beautiful? Who allowed it?
Anna. I allowed myself to… Finally. It turned out well, didn't it?
Ksyusha. Get off your head! Well, Tamara! Well, the magician! That's… how? From that, and turn it into this! Maybe she has some kind of witch grandmother in her family? It feels like magic is needed here.
Anna. What does a witch have to do with it? The woman herself is a mystical being. We're capable of a lot of things, aren't we?
Ksyusha. Oh…
Anna. I've read a lot about it. And I have to agree with this statement. Of course, when we lock ourselves "in a box",
