what time is it?
Sanek (shouting). Eleven!
Jamming of Ksusha's emotional speech mixed with fragments of phrases!
Sanek (shouting). Is that okay?
Ksyusha with disheveled hair in a nightgown skips on one leg, trying to put on pants. Fussing, getting dressed very quickly.
Ksyusha. Let him come, just don't pull me, I'm severely late!
Ksyusha runs off to get dressed further.
Sanek (into the phone). Hello? Vityai, are you still here? Listen… this… Do you know where my Ksyukha lives? Oh, yeah, how would you know. Here's my house, on the right hand side of the turn, you stopped by, right? And this is a little further down the same street. The last one before the intersection. Yes, with the letter "g". Everything is right. Apartment seventieth. The corner is the entrance. Are you driving? That's five minutes for you. Well, fifteen. It takes me an hour to get there, and you're done. Will you come? All. Yeah, yeah, I'm waiting.
Sanek (shouting). Vitek is coming now.
Ksyusha (shouting from the other room). Don't you have to go to work today?
Sanek (shouting). No, it's not my shift today.
Ksyusha (shouting from the other room). Why didn't you wake me up?
Sanek (shouting). Did you ask for it?
Ksyusha (shouting from the other room). Do you have your own head on your shoulders? Am I going to tell you everything all your life?
Sanek (shouting). I overslept myself!
Ksyusha, collected, jumps out, grabs her purse, kisses Sanka on the cheek.
Ksyusha. Okay, I'm forgiven. I ran, take charge.
Ksyusha runs away to work. Sanek stretches, washes, dresses, cleans himself up, waits for Victor to visit.
The doorbell rings. Sanek opens it. Victor enters with a folder in his hand.
Victor's appearance speaks about his success in everything.
Victor. Alexander! Greetings. How many years, how many winters.
They say hello.
Sanek. Come on, "fall" somewhere.
Victor. Are you alone?
Sanek. Ksyukha has already run away, and Nyurka generally gets up very early. I've been at work for a long time.
Victor. Ksyukha is your girlfriend, as I understand it. And Nyurka?
Sanek. A roommate.
Victor looks at Sanka uncomprehendingly.
Sanek. Not mine. Ksyukhina is a roommate. The two of them rent this hut.
Victor. Understood. Then we'll talk here?
Sanek. Well of course. Should I pour some coffee?
Victor. No, thanks, I don't need anything.
Sanek. Look. And I'll bite.
Sanek goes out for coffee, Victor sits down, takes out photos and some lists from a folder.
Sanek returns with a can of beer. He sits down opposite, drinks.
Victor. Your coffee is weird.
Sanek. For lack of a better one, as they say. What I found, I took. Will you?
Victor. No, no, no.
Sanek. As you know. Oh, did you bring the photos? Let me take a look.
Victor passes the photo.
Sanek. Oh, listen, yes. All of us. Kapets, how small everyone is. I'm still a jerk anyway. And you're red. Look over there. Your face is red in the photo for some reason.
Victor. So because Valya is standing next to me. I really liked her back then. Of course, the muzzle is red, which it should be. Look at her face, it's no better.
Sanek. Well yeah Exactly. Wait, why is it red?
Victor. Because Serega Khvostov is standing next to her on the other side, she was in love with him.
Sanek. Yeah, that's right, I remember something like that. And now you don't like Valyukha?
Victor. What are you doing? So many years have passed. I haven't seen her since graduation. Just like you, by the way. In general, I haven't met almost any of the guys since then. My parents immediately went abroad, but I returned only a couple of years ago. My sister and my family and I were also drawn to our native lands.
Sanek. Wait, so your sister's husband is a foreigner?
Victor. That's right, but he took the idea of moving normally. A fairly flexible person in this regard. Where the wife goes, he goes. But their son, of course, was not very eager to leave his native penates. For him, his homeland is there. His friends are there, his whole life is there. Moreover, the character is rebellious, the age is again difficult. He was thirteen then, and the other day they celebrated his fifteenth birthday.
Sanek. It's all clear, but what about the language barrier?
Victor. My sister's husband and son knew something, but they had already trained the rest. This is when you learn a language from a textbook — it is difficult. And when you just come to a country and start living there, immerse yourself in the culture, in the whole atmosphere, then the language is mastered quickly. Especially when there is someone to tell. My sister and I have been through this ourselves. It's not really a problem.
Sanek. Yes, business… So you're a polyglot now?
Victor. What are you doing? Two languages is not a polyglot, it is, in fact, the minimum norm. That's it, then. We came here, settled down, and then everything slowly started spinning, rushed. And with our guys, fortunately, I still had contacts with someone, corresponded occasionally on social networks. networks. They included you in the Odnoklassniki group, and they gave you your contacts. However, you know this, I told you briefly, we've already called each