– Also going to Novosibirsk? she said with a pleasant smile.
– Yeah.
– And we said "very nice" when they got to know, Oh Nazar Nazar, just appeared, and already making confusion and uncertainty in the ranks of the passengers. Everywhere double standards, that for country, – with feigned resentment shrugged it off Peter.
Nazar once again looked at Nastya, caught her fleeing smiling eyes. She immediately turned to the wall and continued to sleep. And Nazar seated sounded sitting in front of men:
– On the occasion of the truce offer fifty!
– Uh…"no, brother, you have offended us to the very heart. So only a hundred! Stas played along.
– No question, winked new neighbor, getting out of the exclusive bags is not a cheap bottle.
– Company… the evening ceases to be languid. Well, nastyuha, hold on, now apply stronger fall our shackles of timidity I… – slapping the palm of one hand on the fist of the other, it is clear describing the actions of a sexual nature, said Peter.
Hearing clapping She turned around from the shelf, and managed to see the gesture. Peter swiftly removed his hands behind his back, pretending that he had nothing and he isn't even said and done.
– Petya, native, and do I mind, – kindly and gently said Nastya, – of course, we can start now.
And he added, sharply changing the intonation:
Without me!
Nazar quickly orientated himself in the situation:
– Uh, no, I won't be a part of this either!
Peter in despair jokingly and seriously at the same time appealed to the Stas:
– Stasyan, well! You're the only hope. Do not leave a friend in a difficult hour!
Stas fearfully shook his head, looking for help from the neighbors in the compartment. He huddled in the corner of his lower shelf, pulling the blanket over himself, pretending to hide from Peter. There was laughter in the compartment.
Nastya decided to take part in the fun too. She straightened her hair, put herself in order and, hanging from the top shelf, assessing the elite bottle, asked:
– So, guys, we're juicing and I fifty grams, I also want.
– Stasyan, crawl out from under the blanket, the situation is improving, – Peter addressed his friend.
– That doesn't mean anything. I am ready to participate only in the plan to SIP! – said Nastya, choosing a place for landing from the upper deck chair.