He hangs up. Semchik enters.

Semchik (with interest). Did you get to the phone?

Olchik (putting the phone away). She broke.

Semchik (with interest). Well, what's there? Is your Nissan intact?

Olchik (clowning). Whole!

Olchik defiantly shows his tongue to Semchik.

Semchik first glanced briefly, and then stares intently at the tongue. Olchik, surprised by his seriousness and close attention, hides his tongue back in his mouth.

Olchik (boldly). What are you staring at? Have you never seen the language?

Semchik (warily). Not like yours. The plaque on it is kind of unhealthy, too crimson, it looks like scarlet fever! As a half-trained medic, I'm telling you! Don't come close to me and go to an infectious disease specialist. If you picked up something, it's better at an early stage, as they say, at the root.

Olchik (boldly). Oh, fuck you, you half-baked medic. I just saw a berry yogurt. I saw it, big-eyed! Worry about yourself, I'm fine!

Semchik (calmly). Not unfinished, but unfinished. It's not the same thing. Okay, since it's yogurt, then you can come over.

Olchik (with interest). By the way, why did you quit medical school? I forgot something. A promising area, now these medical centers are at every step, and everywhere the price tags are space.

Semchik (calmly). Couldn't. It's not mine. I thought I could, but still not. Here a special psyche is needed, a special attitude to life. I'm too soft, too vulnerable, too impressionable… as it turned out. In short – not mine.

Olchik (with a twist). And turning nuts at the factory is yours?

Semchik (calmly). Not the nuts, but the winding. Well, you won't understand anyway, and I don't want to explain. It's fine, everything suits me. You know, you don't work in the presidential administration either. I'm not charging you, am I?

Olchik (calmly). What are my years, maybe I'll still work there, but for now, at the reception of documents at the MFC, it's also, in general, not bad. Just the s/p was raised last month. Didn't I tell you?

Semchik (changing the subject). I've said it seven times already. But I don't want to talk about work right now. Let's talk about something more global.

Olchik (calmly). About men and women?

Semchik (with interest). How did you guess?

Olchik (calmly). And what could be more global? Don't talk about anything, everything, in the end, comes down to you, yes to us. Well … (Affectionately, with a sense of self-esteem). Mostly, of course, to us.

Semchik (agreeing). Here! That's what it's about! How nice mutual understanding is. But only sometimes. Still, if you are constantly on the same wavelength and know each step of each other in advance, then it will not be interesting. Such a relationship is devoid of intrigue, fuse! And if they are not, then the couple gets bored with each other very quickly. Mutual interest will fade and that's it. No, not that everything. If mutual respect remains, then there will be friendship, which is also valuable, but to marry a man …

Olchik (interrupts). Or a husband!

Semchik (agreeing). Yes, or a husband, a man just for the sake of getting a friend… Pshhh…

Olchik (after thinking it over). In fact, friendship is also a very cloudy instance. Today you are friends, and tomorrow you blurted out something wrong, unsuccessfully joked about being overweight …

Semchik (interrupts). Or growth!

Olchik (agreeing). Or height, but you never know. And that's all – friendship apart!

Semchik (after thinking about it). Maybe, of course, not immediately apart, but it will certainly crack.

Olchik (agreeing). Definitely. What else!