Xana (calmly, to Lisa). And they found you.

Lisa (with interest). Me? Where?

Damira (explaining with difficulty). Yes, literally… How to explain something…

Xana (calmly, to Lisa). Yes, this, in general, is not the point. We had a fight yesterday. We thought that the Squirrel was also lying somewhere, after "communicating" with you. But we didn't find her. And they just found you lying down. Well, since it all happened nearby and I live closest to everyone, they dragged you here to me, hoping that you would recover and tell me where our friend is.

Lisa (trying to catch the thread). Ah… I see. And who is a Squirrel?

Damira (explaining). Squirrel, this is Bela. Our friend.

Xana (calmly, to Lisa). Who was with us. The third!

Lisa (understanding what's what). Ah, a fan of the game "Catch up with me brick, I'm naked and I don't play anymore."

Xana and Damira look at each other in incomprehension.

Damira (to Lisa with interest). I mean…

Xana (guessing, to Lisa). So that's what… Did she hit you with a brick or something?

Lisa (skeptically, stroking the back of her head). Well yes. That's the last thing I remember… Until the moment I got here.

Damira (surprised).

Xana (surprised). Ah yes Squirrel. And she seemed such an innocent goat.

Lisa (cheerfully). No, no! A specific goat! Tested personally!

All three of them smile, giggle softly.

Xana (busily, to Lisa). Sooooo! Well, then where is the Squirrel now? And the other one who was with you?

Lisa (cheerfully skeptical). I don't know where your Squirrel is. And my friend Gelya, for sure, is also lying somewhere with a broken head somewhere.

Damira (to the girls). Shall we go looking?

Lisa (to Damire). Have you tried calling this Squirrel of yours?

Xana (to Lisa). Of course, they called. How many times. But, the phone is not answering. The beeps go on, but no one picks up the phone. Try calling your friend there.

Lisa (with understanding). Yes. I'm going to dial the Gel. I think that everything will clear up.

Lisa takes out her smartphone, calls Angelina.

The phrase on duty is heard:

The phrase on duty (loudly so that all the audience can hear). The subscriber's device is turned off or is outside the network coverage area.

Lisa resets the call, writhes, rubs the bruised place on her head.

Lisa (thoughtfully). I don't like all this at all.

Xana (in a friendly way, to Lisa). Lee, Missis is talking business. We have to go look for it!

Lisa (agreeing). Agree. Let's go.

A musical theme sounds.

The girls get up, get better, put themselves in order and go in search of girlfriends.

The music ends.

ZTM.

Scene 4. Debriefing 2

In Aunt Bela's apartment.

Angelina strokes her fifth point, glances at Bela with displeasure.

Bela (excusing herself). Come on, you know, stop looking at me like that.

Angelina (displeased). And how should I not look at you? My ass, whatever you say, has suffered!

Bela (justifying herself). And… and it's not my fault. So it all turned out somehow.

Angelina (displeased). It turned out fine. First she knocked me down with her friends, then she also stuffed me up to the most don't mess around. And now she has, you see, it turned out that way.

Bela (excusing herself). Come on, praaaaaaaaaaa. Come on, everyone. Forgot — passed. It's here, you know. There was no time to understand the nuances. It's either you or you. The law of the stone jungle, as they say. Brawl, all business. Besides, I've already apologized ten times.

Angelina (displeased). But your ten apologies don't make my ass any easier.

Bela (excusing herself). Well, what has started? We've already made up. We met. I invited you to my place, which, mind you, has never happened to me before! A cup of coffee for the world has already been knocked over with you, and you're still buzzing. And in general, whoever remembers the old, that's out of sight!

Angelina (displeased). And who forgets — that's two!

Bela (with a delicate touch). Gel?

Angelina (displeased). What?

Bela (in a friendly way). I'm going to hang you now, so that you don't have to endure these reprimands for nothing!

Angelina (after thinking for a few seconds, positively). And, really, what am I. Well, it was and it was. Big deal… huh… That's another problem for me. Yes, on this nice ass… (Pointing to his ass.) It hasn't arrived like this yet! It's okay, I'm not mad at you. Thank you for inviting me to your place, and special thanks for the coffee. It was delicious.

Bela (in a friendly way). Really? Maybe more?

Angelina (frightened, extremely unwilling yet). No!

Angelina quickly realizes that she expressed herself too sincerely and gave out the true attitude. Continues to evasively smooth out the corners.

Angelina (evasively). I…. simply. I don't really like coffee. So, sometimes, a mug, in good company.

Bela (with understanding). Mm…

Angelina (in a friendly way, looking around the room). It's cozy here with you.

Bela (modestly). Thanks. But this is not my apartment. My aunt flew to Thailand for two weeks, asked me to look after her. (Shows the keys to the apartment.) He's already arriving tonight. So, since we were right next to each other, at the same time we went to check how everything is here, and we indulged in coffee. I was going to look in here today anyway.

Angelina (in a friendly way, looking around the room). Clear.

They are silent. The awkward pause drags on.

Angelina (in a friendly way). And I'm getting married tomorrow.

Bela (in amazement). What are you? Seriously?

Angelina nods her head affirmatively.

Bela (in amazement). Uhhh, youyyyy. Great. And who is he? How is it all there at all… tell.

Angelina (not too willing to go into details). Yes, mmmm… Not just everything. In general, tomorrow I will become a