On the scene the girl. She puts her purse on the table, goes to another part of the stage, disappears behind the scenes.
After a few seconds, comes back, looks carefully in the direction it came from, observing someone. He sits down at the table. She takes a wad of money out of her purse, counts it, leaves it on the table. He looks around again, takes a book out of his purse, and settles down to read.
On scene rapid step goes Sergei.
SERGEY: Yana, good day. I'm sorry, I was a little late at the client's.
YANA (affably): Sergey, Hello. It's okay, I didn't wait too long. So you've caught the prey, not the teeth?
Sergey smiles smugly, hangs his jacket on the back of a chair, sits down opposite Yana.
SERGEY: Yes, right. There is not a man born who I have not been able to technically or not very technically, but still shut up. Down a peg with strutting peacocks is my calling.
YANA: Yes, Sergey, I confess, I did not expect that you will succeed. Here's the payment. (Gives the money) From our entire team thank you very much. The boss is a completely different person now.
Sergei smiles, takes the money, counts.
SERGEY: Wait a minute… looks like you made a mistake. There's more!
YANA: No, no, we collectively decided to additionally award your services. You have no idea how much you've helped us. We are now at work as a holiday. By God, like a holiday. Earlier, before stepping on the threshold of the native enterprise did not know what to swallow, whether validol, or Valerian. Not a day passed without attacks from the leadership. And in such a sophisticated form that… (waves his hand) I Don't even want to talk about it. Fortunately, that is now in the past.
SERGEY: Be calm, Yana. Now you and your colleagues will work in human conditions.
YANA: Thank you very much. How original of you to appear as a labour inspector. It took me a while to realize it was you. So naturally played.
SERGEY: well, so… Not the first day married, as they say.
Yana looks at her watch. Fusses.
YANA: I have to run. Arranged with the girls a small Sabantuy in honor of the " pacification of the moor." But still… Sergey, may I ask a question? Just curious…
Yana looks hopefully at Sergei, who is putting the money in his bag.
SERGEY: go Ahead.
YANA: How did you get involved with such a thing?.. shall we say non-standard activities?
SERGEY: Oh… I'll tell you.
Sergei makes himself comfortable.
SERGEI: Even in adolescence, I noticed a strange thing behind me. I loved humiliating people. Here is such a here is feature of, represent? Psychologists blamed it on mental disability, parents just did not know what to do. I was a terribly stubborn, free and unruly child. And once I had an interesting idea-to monetize this gift. After all, everything is not given in vain in this world. Do you agree?"
JANA: I Think so.
SERGEY: I met a lot of injustice on my way. The situations in which I lived from day to day I just turned inside out, Yes, I was impregnated with the spirit of treachery and ignorance, but at the same time the sense of justice in me did not sleep. Pretty quickly I realized that fists can not solve every question. Friends and comrades have repeatedly noted that I was relatively easily able to put people on the spot intellectually. And so that this fuse was enough for a long time… This observation formed the basis of my project.
YANA: Interesting-interesting… But the project… I will not be afraid of that word – impertinent! How did you decide?
