Operational bachelorette party. Comedy. А play for 5 people

Xana takes a stack of money out of her pocket, counts out how much, puts the amount on the table. Removes the rest of the money.

Xana (busily, to the waitress). Here you go. Compensation for the upcoming retention here on the s/p.

Xana takes the bottle, opens it, pours it. He looks at Damira.

Xana (encouraging the waitress). Come on-come on-come on!

Damira smiles, takes the money. "Breaks down" behind a chair and a stack.

He comes running, substitutes a chair, sits down. He puts down his stack.

Xana immediately pours it for her. He pours a little for everyone.

Xana (commanding). So. Raised!

Everyone takes a shot.

Xana (commanding). For the acquaintance, girls! Will be!

All three are drinking. They wince. Have a snack.

Xana (in her own way, Damire). I'm Xana! (He points to Bela.) It's a Squirrel!

Bela and Damira nod affably to each other.

Damira (in a friendly way, Bela). Damira.

Xana (in her own way, Damire). Don't worry about work! Serega… (Shows a finger up.

) That's such a guy! Everything will be tip-top, be sure!

Damira (with interest, Xane). And … you have something with him …

Damira shows a gesture of relationship (decently, for example, rubs her index fingers together).

Xana (in her own way, Damire). No, you're not… We have… purely buddies. He is a serious man, and I am a life-loving, free-spirited girl. We couldn't get along with him under any circumstances. We are sooooooooo different. But we communicate normally. So… we can make fun of each other.

But no more. By the way, he is married, but I don't like his wife, a complete fool. (Playfully.) So if anything, look… I don't mind!

Damira (modestly, blushing). Xaaaana, what are you....

Xana (in her own way, Damire). You can Ksyu! It's okay, it's life. Who managed, that and sneakers. And his sneakers, I think, are normal!

Damira (modestly, blushing). Oh, no. I'm not like that. Family is sacred!

Xana (in her own way, Damire). Yes, we are all not like that! (He turns to Bela for support.

) Belka, tell me?

Bela shrugs uncertainly.

Xana (in her own way, Bela). So, come on, tell me. What's your story?

Xana and Damira are all paying attention, looking at Bela.

Bela (hesitantly). Yes… I don't even know how to say it… It's uncomfortable somehow.

Xana (in her own way, Bela). Squirrel, what are you? All your own! Do you know how many of these goats I've had in my life? I've been in such stories… mmmmm....