Susanna turns around and goes in the other direction.
Yakov catches up with her, grabs her hand and tries to stop her.
YAKOV (justifying himself): Oh, come on! What are you inventing? Come on, they're waiting for us!
A skirmish. Yakov pulls Susanna, who resists. The case is not moving in any direction.
On the other side of the stage, a couple Valentin and Alla come out arm in arm in complete idyll. They notice familiar faces. Valentine calls out to his old friend.
VALENTIN (to Yakov): Yashka! What are you doing?
Yakov turns around, Susanna improves the moment, gently nods to Valentin and Alla and quickly leaves the stage.
Yakov turns back, sees his Susanna running away, desperately waves his hand in her direction and goes to greet a friend.
VALENTIN (to Yakov): Valentin? Hi! How many years.
YAKOV (to Valentin): Yes, it's been a long time… they say
hello.
VALENTIN (to Yakov, pointing after the runaway Susanna): And what is this? It's Susanna, wasn't it my imagination?
YAKOV (to Valentina, doomed): She…
VALENTIN (to Yakov, delighted): Wow. You've been friends since the institute. So we got married! Congratulations!!!
YAKOV (to Valentina, doomed): Thank you, of course, but there is nothing special to congratulate. We are with her from day to day, like a cat with a dog.
Alla gently hugs her husband.
VALENTIN (to Yakov, proudly): By the way, I want to introduce you. Alla. My wife.
YAKOV (Hello, politely): Very nice, Yakov.
VALENTIN (Hello, playfully, imitating the hero of the film, comrade Saakhov): A student, a Komsomol member, an athlete, finally, she is just a beauty!
Alla laughs, is embarrassed, looks playfully at her husband, reciprocates Yakov.
ALLA (to Yakov, nodding delicately): Alla, I'm glad to meet you.
YAKOV (to Valentin, openly envious): Yes…, buddy, I'm jealous! I'm jealous and I don't hide it!
ALLA (smiling): Thanks. (Takes a short pause) Well…, I understand that you need to talk. I'll run around for now (he points with his hand, addressing his husband) to that boutique over there, okay, honey?
VALENTIN (Alle): Of course, honey. Come by, I'll be there soon.
Alla kisses her husband and elegantly leaves the stage, exchanging farewell nods with Yakov.
Both men follow the chiseled figure of Alla with coveted glances.
YAKOV (openly envious):