Daredevil. Drama. Comedy. A play for 6-12 people
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Lydia (rudely, displeased, waving her hand outwards). That's it, go, go already…
the buyer leaves staggering. Lydia closes the window.
The music is amplified again.
A few seconds later, a third customer appears. Average outfit. Down jacket, warm pants, boots. The hood is deeply draped. This person holds the hood with his hand from the viewer's side, also hides away from the wind, so we don't see his face either.
He approaches the stall, looks at the window, takes money out of his pocket, counts, knocks.
The music stops.
Lydia opens the window.
3rd customer (in a cheerful male voice). Give me a couple of lemonades, please. My son's birthday is today, I didn't have enough. The kids are sitting at the table, waiting.
Lydia (respectfully, with warmth). Yes, please.
Serves two plastic poltorashki in the window.
Lydia (respectfully, with warmth). Will these go?
the 3rd buyer (in a cheerful male voice). They will, thank you.
The music is growing.
The buyer pays, takes the goods, leaves.
Lydia closes the window.
He goes out a few seconds later again on the street, in the same outfit, throwing on a sweatshirt as he goes. He sweeps the windows with a brush again, again splits the snow under the window. Out of breath, he leans on the stall, looks around.
There are no buyers yet.
Lydia loosens the shawl a little, exhales languidly.
Lydia (to the viewer, in a tired voice). Yeah… And so it is from day to day… Could I have thought in my younger years that everything would turn out like this? Do you think I dreamed about this?
He points with his hand and nods at the stall.
Lydia (to the viewer, in a tired voice). Noooo. It's me who's such an unsightly aunt right now… Yes, there's an aunt – grandmother already practically. Out… in these rags (looks at himself with a dismissive glance), a contingent, a job… Yes, you can see everything for yourself. But it wasn't always like that.
Lydia's face changes. A mischievous gleam appears in his eyes, a sly smile appears on his face. She even gets up in a completely different way, with some inner significance.
Lydia (to the viewer, with excitement and cunning). Do you know what I was like? Do you want me to tell you?
With a sly, expectant smile, Lydia looks around the hall, pauses. Throws aside the brush, and impressively strolling in a few steps, announces, retreating into memories.
Lydia (to the viewer, retreating into memories). I was only twenty years old then… I was pretty and actively used it…
the music increases…
the light goes out smoothly…
We turn to the story of the memories of the saleswoman from the stall.
ZTM.
Here you can stand for 10 seconds in the soundtrack and in the dark to close the kiosk with snow with some kind of screen, or other appropriate decoration, because our actions will go further in the summer period.
Scene 2.
Leto Street. Street.
A loud bright energetic youth musical composition sounds.
We give 5-6 seconds to the viewer to wait and anticipate.
And now Lidochka comes on stage. She's really pretty. In addition to the enviable natural figure and appearance, the girl is manicured, lips are summed up, eyebrows, eyelashes, haircut, outfit, tummy is bare – everything is just aerobatics.
Our Lidochka has dark glasses on the bridge of her nose, chewing gum in her mouth, she carries a tape recorder on her shoulder (you can Boombox), while dancing and enjoying it herself.
The girl knows her worth, knows that she is irresistible, knows that she is the center of the universe and actively uses it.
Lida puts the tape recorder on the floor, begins to dance actively, very beautifully, very cool, very impressive, very incendiary, very bright, so that the audience wants to jump out of their seats and start dancing – this is the female half, and the male half, so that they want not only to dance. We need to light it up straight, light it up straight!
The music fades a little, but it's still playing loudly. Valery appears on the scene.
A guy in a sporty suit (tracksuit, sneakers, bandit cap), a little gait, in his hand he twists a rosary.
Valery sees a girl, she becomes his center of attention, he begins to dance to the music, but he dances, figuratively speaking, unsightly. The guy in the dance moves around Lida on the one hand, examines her with an appreciative approving look, then dancing around on the other side, also approvingly evaluatively makes some conclusions of his own.
Lida pretends not to notice him, she is used to everyone's attention.
Valery comes closer in his dance, stands almost opposite Lida, cheekily smiles, complacently nods to the girl, that's what he is, they say.
The music stops.
Lida and Valery stop dancing.
The girl looks at the guy questioningly, turning off the tape recorder at the same moment when the music ends.
Lidochka (boldly, to the guy). What did you want?
Valery (cheekily, complacently, with a smile, in a pribandichennoy manner). Hello, hello, beautiful. What do you immediately gas up, let's whisper. Let's get acquainted first, and then we'll decide who!
Lidochka (boldly). Go your own way, decided! I have nothing to decide with someone like you.
Valery is in no hurry to leave, smiles, thinks how to "roll up" competently.
Lida, seeing that the guy does not leave, spreads her hands questioningly with a hit-and-run.
Lidochka (boldly, with a hit-and-run). Is your hearing bad? Get out of here, you defective!
Valery (cheekily, complacently, with a smile, in a pribandichennoy manner). Understood-understood, no question. Hormones, mood swings, these days. It's okay, no offense. Well, how about going for a ride with a defective… walking around the city in the evening? M? I have a candy machine. Rushes so that only the fur coat is wrapped.