afraid I won't be able to realize the winnings. I argued about such things for the last time fifty years ago, or even more.
Nyura (with interest, to her friends). Girls, what are you talking about? What have you decided, chuchundra?
Agnes and Vedana turn sly glances at Nyura. They keep quiet. Then they meet each other's eyes, shake hands with each other, assuring the dispute with this gesture and answer Nyura in chorus, again transferring playful glances to her.
Agnes, Vedana (Nyure). You'll find out!
Nyura (with displeasure). Oh, naaado same. Too much for me, the secret of the century. (Changes the subject and mood to a more positive one). Okay. Let's sing something?
Vedana (to Nyura, looking around cautiously). Is it here?
Nyura (uncertainly). And what?
Agnes (to Nyure, cautiously). Really, Nyur? Tea is not at the table. People are walking around here. Not everyone will appreciate our signature trio. Let's sit down in the evening somehow, we'll stretch the ligaments (gestures acceptance of alcohol, clicks his finger on the throat), it's not a sin to sing there.
Nyura (calmly). Yes, I am something, really. So… for some reason, I wanted to abruptly. I don't understand why all of a sudden.
…
Friends change their position. The light is getting a little weaker. We beat the passage of time. Three hours pass. Friends are still on the bench. Already tired, they are going to go home.
Agnes (to Vedane, with a sly face). Midnight is approaching, and Herman is still not there?
Vedana (puzzled). Yeees… Looks like your friend took it. The winnings are rightfully on your side!
An intriguing incendiary musical theme sounds!
Friends together turn their heads to one side, open their mouths in admiration and surprise.
An intriguing pause.
Methodius enters, takes a couple of steps, stops. Lets you evaluate yourself. Dressed to the nines. With a charming smile, he looks at three friends, his eyes are burning. Holding a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates.
The musical accompaniment subsides, ends.
Agnes (surprised). Baaa..
Methodius (cheerfully, to everyone). I'm sorry, dear ones, that I made myself wait so long. Unforeseen circumstances have arisen!
Agnes (edifying, Vedane). Here!
Methodius (cheerfully, to everyone). But I tried to solve all the questions as quickly as possible, and here I am! I raced at full speed, fearing that you would not wait.
Vedana (to Methodius joyfully, glancing victoriously at Agnes in snatches). How could we not wait for such a man, well, really. Here we are all here. We are waiting, missing, hoping for a meeting.
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