At this moment, Lucy comes out from the other side of the stage. Not a very thin woman. She… not that it would be easy behavior, just very open, easy to communicate and in relation to life. He doesn't worry about anything and doesn't think much about anything. She's like a big baby. She is dressed rather haphazardly, not that it would be tasteless, but somehow… it catches the eye. In general, she is like that… peculiar.
Lucy passes impressively, not looking around too interested. Vasily is almost passing, but still her gaze clings to him. Lucy stops, looking at the man with interest.
The music stops and ends.
Lucy (delighted and surprised). Vaska, what are you?
Vasily breaks away from the documents, looks attentively and warily at the lady.
Lucy (smiling with a certain spontaneity). Why are you wrinkling your forehead? Didn't recognize it? I'm Lyusya! Yes, we studied with you, a fool, until the ninth grade together. Well? What? Nothing? Don't you remember?
Vasily (getting up, leaving his suitcase on the floor, but gets up with several contracts in his hands). Lucy? Mikulova?
Lucy (happily, emotionally). AAAAAAAA!!!! I found out! I found out, you prankster! Let me give you a hug!
Lucy starts hugging the taken aback Vasily, who is inactive, just standing with his arms outstretched and holding contracts in them.
Lucy lets the man out of her arms a little, takes half a step away.
Lucy (happily, emotionally). Well, how not native? Yes, let me also kiss you!!!
Lucy starts hugging Vasily again, and even leaves him a couple of lipstick marks after a kiss on his neck and cheek, after which he takes a couple of steps away. He shows himself to Vasily.
Lucy (happily, emotionally). Well? Look. Hasn't changed a bit, has it?
Vasily looks skeptically at Lucy, collecting contracts from two hands into one pile.
Vasily (not really agreeing). Uh-huh…
Lucy (happily, emotionally). Uh-huh what? Uh-huh what? Well… big deal… the fat has increased a little (shakes himself by the sides), the folds have appeared a little (runs his hand over his forehead, cheeks), wrinkles …, well, where without it! Time is running out. This is not the main thing. The main thing is that my soul is as young, cheerful and zealous as before!!! Yadrena!
Vasily gets back down on one knee, puts all the documents in his suitcase. He is not very happy about this meeting, and is not too eager to continue the conversation.