Insane! A daring comedy for 1 person. Monopies - страница 2

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He rubs his cheeks with his hand, pulls his lips, opens his mouth, pulls his jaw.

Lera (calmly). But nothing, he beats, so he loves. (Winks at the viewer, slightly flirts with someone from the audience, makes eyes). And how not to love me? (To the viewer, demonstrating himself). Here, take a look. Here, here, here… Everything is with me, everything is in place, everything is as it should be. So? No? Well, how not to love, tell me? In any case, he loves. Only here, what the hell are the young ladies writing to him there at night, that's interesting. I'm sorry we make noise at night. An apartment building is such a thing, you know. No personal life. Everything is heard and in front of the neighbors. You've been through enough, haven't you?

He looks sympathetically into the hall.

Lera (excusing herself to the viewer). Do you think I haven't suffered enough? Well, tell me, how to live with the current man? It's not life, it's a continuous torment! That means he will come at the wrong time, then, even worse, on time, even though he promised to stay late. He's messing with my brains as he wants! I just tune in to one thing – he slips me another. He gives me forget-me-nots, or these stinky lilies. Yesterday I brought roses! And maybe I didn't want roses yesterday, I just wanted smelly lilies yesterday! Well, you don't know, so ask! What is the problem? Which one of us is a man? Who should pamper and please whom?

He gives me romance when I want passion and vice versa, he rushes ahead when I want foreplay. Like on a volcano, girls, by God, are not life, but solid obstacles, potholes, potholes and inconsistencies. Hence the nerves, wrinkles, hair falling out (touches the hair), aching nails (looks not too pretty at his nails) and a disgusting mood.

He finishes his drink, looks with dislike at the empty mug.

Lera (nervously, on edge). He also gave me a personalized mug, you bastard! He knows that I can't stand my name!

He throws the mug aside with all his might, the mug flies away, the sound of broken glass is heard.

Lera (thoughtfully). Hmm… by the way, that was the last one. Now there's really nothing to drink from. It will be necessary to buy something.

Lera (sweetly, modestly, shyly, affably, to the viewer). Let's get acquainted, Lera!