- And before the first "Gaitsa" ... - Said and pushed the glass.

- Sorry, did not think.

- Well this! And it would be time, you are almost twenty. - I laughed.

And then he got a light slap.

- Well, okay, - Nastya deftly poured the contents of my glass to her, diluted with juice taken from the refrigerator, - then, your health!

- One will celebrate here? How do I understand your "Friends", - while I made a gesture of "quotes" with my fingers, - half an hour ago they threw you out of the car?

Nastya looked down.

“I see,” I continued. - Want with us?

- Awkward. - She thoughtfully held out.

- It is inconvenient ... well, I'll tell you about it later, which is inconvenient. It's ok.

- And how will I go there? I was not called.

- I call.

- You are friends, and who am I?

- My girlfriend. No commitment between us. And the guys have some information about us, so the excuse is quite a ride.

- Are you sure?

“One hundred percent,” I smiled. - Go get ready.

At this time, the intercom was called.

- Who? - I asked, pressing the "ANSWER" button.

- Roman, this is Tatiana, the girl of Vitaly Vasilyev. - It was heard from the speaker.

- Welcome! Fifth floor. - I said, pressed the "OPEN" button and walked to the door.

Soon a tall, fat girl came out of the elevator in an expensive fur coat to the floor, with a clutch in her hands. The lady nodded to me, I went inside the apartment.

“Hello,” she said, “am I not late?”

- No, I am Stanislav, Vasya's classmate too.

- Hedgehog? If I'm not mistaken? What kind of childhood? You are adults, you are almost thirty, and all the children's nicknames. - With these words, she so grimaced, as if she was brought to the breakfast of earthworms.

- Stanislav Aleksandrovich, by the way, and I’m a Hedgehog for a dozen people, the number of whom you don’t enter ... - I slightly bowed my head and made an inviting gesture. - Roman Igorevich will come soon. And while you go through.

- We were supposed to go together with Roman? - Tatiana asked.

- His car broke down, so let's go with mine. And what, Vitaly Konstantinovich, did not say where we were going?

- Why? - The lady asked.

- We are going to the cottage, not to the rest home. I do not want to say anything, but there are also “amenities” on the street and knee-deep snow.

- Ha! Tell me that there is also no hot shower!

- There is better, there is a bath - a real, Russian wood with a font. And she already drowns!

Tatiana thought.

- Stas! - It was heard from Nastya's room.

- Yes, Nastya! - I responded. “You will allow me to leave you.”

He turned around and went to Nastya in the room.

- Why did you call?

- Is there anything there that is not?

- There is everything, but there is nothing ... - I thought. - Bed with linen, table, chair, TV ... "Ineta" - no. Bath, font ice, bucket of hot water you discharged. For big everything.

- Clearly, it means taking a swimsuit.

I just nodded my head.

- Anastasia, and how are you on the father?

- Why do you need?

- I did understand, Isaakovna or Moiseevna? - I switched to the Odessa-Jewish accent.

- Not to the same extent, Antonovna I. She laughed, stuffing a bag with a swimsuit into her travel bag and zipping it up.

- There is a girl of Vitalik, who is “Vasya”. Madame is very specific, so long look, do not scare. - I whispered to Nastya in my ear, picking up her bag. - They drove.

- Come on!

We left the room. Tatyana melted at the window ajar, and smoked some expensive aromatic cigarette through the mouthpiece.

I cleared my throat.

- And here we are. Let me introduce: the lady of my heart - Anastasia Antonovna.

- Very nice, Tatiana Lvovna!

Nastya and I looked at each other. In her eyes I saw a cheerful light.

- Tatiana, how did you meet Vitaly? If not a secret of course. - I tried to start a conversation with my Nastya.

... Why then I thought so "my!", We are on the same wavelength.

- Well, what are you, Nastya, - Tatyana Lvovna turned to her, - this is a delicate calculation, and a conscious choice, when you grow up, you will understand everything yourself. And meet your happiness.

I, already, choked. And Nastya did not fade for a minute.

- And what to look for him? Here it stands, - And she kissed me firmly on the lips.

I responded to a kiss, and noticed that Tatiana turned away in disgust. When our lips parted, I whispered to Nastya in my ear:

- Do not replay.

“Good,” she gently bit me on the earlobe.

At this time, clicked the door lock.

- Hello! - There was a voice of Roman from the hallway.

- Hai, "Forest Heart"! - I responded.

- Hello, Rum. - Hello Nastya.

- Hello, Roman. - Tatiana greeted him.

Roma entered the kitchen, extended his hand to me, I shook it.

“Is everyone ready? ...” He looked around and stopped short. - Roman.

- Tatyana. - Introduced a lady and put out her cigarette.

- Nicely. - Roma looked at me, - Stas, you can for a moment.

I nodded and followed him. We entered the hall.

- What's this? - He showed his hand somewhere behind his back.

- Tatiana Lvovna. - I shrugged. - Be Spock, the lady is impenetrable, if she stands up in the morning, in our company she will be lucky. Do not let her descend.

- Oh well. Go?

- Yes. But I'm not alone, I'm also with a girl.

- With whom? - Necro even did not show any feelings.

- Nastya.

- No problem.

We turned around and went to the kitchen where Roman announced:

- A minute for the charges, after five the car leaves, we will not wait for anyone.

I just picked up Nastya's bag, put a sheepskin coat in my armpit, and went out into the porch. Tatyana came after me, Anastasia followed her. Roman lingered a little, and went out when the elevator arrived.

Get in the car. Go.

The city center stood in traffic jams tightly, I waited about seven minutes until they let me leave the courtyard. Now I praised the DSG robot. In automatic mode, traffic jams charm. While on the track I prefer the manual mode.

We drove in silence. Nastya and Tatiana from behind, Roman ahead, next to me. Quietly playing radio it did not let us fall asleep. Although, while we reached the exit from the city, Nastya began to nod.

- ... Well, all my brother, they broke through, a straight path ... - Niklevich sang a line from Sukachev's famous song.

Behind the post "DPS" there were three lanes and the number of cars decreased dramatically. I pressed the accelerator pedal and the Octavia began to accelerate vigorously. He glanced at his watch — twenty to six.

- Tatiana, dial Acne, say - I allowed.

- What allowed?

- Surprise, just call.

She reached into her bag ...

... Stopping at the gate, I turned off the engine and said:

- Boss, come out, invite guests.

It smelled of smoke and grilled shashlik.

“I ask everyone to pass,” Roman stood, holding the open gate.

The first girls entered, I waved Nekrofu, they say go, and he climbed behind the bag in the trunk.

When I entered the courtyard, Acne turned the meat over the coals, Yana stood next to a tray on which stood several piles of vodka, lay bread and sliced ​​lard, stood an outlet with mustard.

- Come in, dear guests, help yourself! - Announced Jana, seeing me.

“Everything is complete,” said Roman, rubbed his hand in hand, grabbed a glass and a piece of bread.

I followed his example, but put a piece of bacon on the bread. Nastya and Vitalvas did the same. Tatyana only frowned, crossed her arms over her chest, and defiantly stood aside.

We thanked the hostess. And and. about. the owner, as a joke, dubbed the “Vasya” Roman.

- Guys, we didn’t expect a lot of guests, so ... - Yana was a little confused, looked at me then at Nastya, - let's go and make ourselves comfortable.

We entered the house. Roman opened the door to one of the two bedrooms and said:

- Here we have Tatiana and Vitaly, the second bedroom is ours, excuse me. Well, you, Stas, are the strongest, so you will lie down in the hall.