Don't… guys, this is something… not friendship this, and stupidly use and obtaining benefits in those or other circumstances. Remember your friends, how they met, how they communicated. Everyone first of all tries to find out in what circles you communicate, what you breathe, what garters you have and, accordingly, in what way you can be useful to a potential friend. If you can't be useful in any way, then why do you need such a friend? What's wrong?
Well, that's what it's about. I don't know about women's friendship, but men's friendship is complete… (sighs) Yes.
Moves to the center of the stage, as if backing away, not quickly.
ALEXANDER (the viewer premedicine manner of communication): Well, recently here with a spine have zakonchilis. So he explained to me that it was just a bad thing I had. The stripe is black. It turns out that with friends it, this strip, also happens, not only with life circumstances. This is a normal type. We sat and talked. Then we went to the club… Then I don't remember. But I remember that we agreed to go with him today to solve some issue. Someone owes him money. There's a story like this… In General, they threw the kid. Well, we need to help the little man.
Groan.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, sympathetically): my friend still…
Leaves the stage to the music of the chanson style, taking with him the bottle with which he came.
ZTM.
5 SCENE. BALL
18th century. Times of the Empress Catherine the Second.
The music heard at the appropriate points in time.
If you can at least partially recreate the atmosphere of that time on stage – it will be great, if not, you can beat the concentration of light on the actor and music.
In a magnificent dress, women's clothing, a wig and other attributes that were in place by the end of the 1760s, Alexander appears on the stage, spinning in a dance.
The simplest makeup, pink cheeks, inspired face and most importantly – posture.
The music stops.
Alexander slowly stops dancing.
Stands up in half a turn to the viewer, covers himself with a fan, which respectfully covers himself.
ALEXANDER (in a woman's voice):
Oh, really, I'm surprised,
Where did the courage go?
Like a bird in the sky I fly,
But only in dreams, in life – opal.
As if the sky is angry,
Left the young ladies without a pair.