"My four women from a dream”. Play on 7, 6, 5, 4 or 3 people

HOUSE

Morning. Yaroslav wakes up and stretches. She sits on the bed and looks around the room. He goes to a pile of things, rummages through it, selects a cleaner t-shirt, sniffs.

YAROSLAV (in an appreciative tone): OK!

Puts on this shirt, takes socks from another pile of things, performs the same olfactory analysis.

YAROSLAV (in an appreciative tone): they still look Like that.

He pulls on his socks.

She sits on the bed, scratches her neck, and looks disapprovingly at her room.

YAROSLAV: Actually, of course, you can't do that. I don't have time to do all this myself, and I don't want to. We need someone to handle this…

Yaroslav takes the newspaper from the table, looks at the ads. Leafs.

YAROSLAV: So! Nanny services are not the same. Husband for an hour (looks with insight) – actually, it can be. They also screw up the shelves, hang the curtains, they can probably do the cleaning too, and wash the dishes somehow. But a man is a man, again, you will get the same business owner as me… Okay, I'll make a note just in case. What else is there?

Flips through the pages of the newspaper.

YAROSLAV (delighted): In! The housekeepers went.

Picks up the phone, starts calling.

YAROSLAV (positively): Hello, Hello!

A short pause, and Yaroslav's face changes.

YAROSLAV (coldly): Goodbye.

Hang up.

YAROSLAV (indignantly): With such a voice only in the toilet to sit and shout – busy. I don't want one.

Shakes his head indignantly

YAROSLAV (indignantly): they've been Smoking Since they were young, and then their voice doesn't sound attractive at all. However, maybe, of course, from birth such, I knew one girl… well, never mind, I suspect that this lady still smoked her voice.

Then he looks at the ads.

YAROSLAV (in a businesslike tone): So – so – so – so – so… Let's call here.

Picks up the phone, starts calling.

YAROSLAV (cautiously): Hello? Yes, Hello. (The face becomes more open and inviting, the tone changes accordingly). Girl, I need a helper around the house. I can't cope alone, I can't get married, and the problem is getting worse.

Yaroslav smiles.

YAROSLAV (in a friendly way): it is Good that you are so humorous about this, without humor here… (he looks around his filthy room.) Well, will you come? Yes, we'll decide on the payment. What is your name? Nina? Well. After six o'clock today? Coming! Write down the address…

ZTM.