(Losing the song "from soul to Soul" or something like that to create a romantic mood, at the choice of the Director)
When you're not with me,
I want to cry,
How hard it is to walk into the light
From loneliness.
And cigarette smoke floats,
The feast is amused,
And the body is only the soul lives,
On that and keeps…
The song stops.
Vladimir sits at a table in a restaurant.
On the table is a bouquet of flowers, the order has already been brought.
Vladimir looks at his watch, smoothes his hair, straightens his shirt collar, checks his breath.
The stage runs of the Gel.
She's in a beautiful dress, heels, hair.
She stops when she sees Vladimir at the table, his back to her. She straightens her hair, her dress, checks her breath.
Elegantly slowly comes up behind.
GELYA: Good evening, darling.
Hugs Vladimir, kisses on the cheek.
The man gets up, takes a bouquet of flowers from the table, stately hands the girl. She's thrilled.
GEL: so nice. You know how to take care of girls, in this matter you have no equal. Restaurant, flowers… Adore you.
Gela goes to his chair.
Vladimir is very elegant, puts the lady in her place, pulls up a chair.
GEL: thank You.
The hero sits down in his seat, leans on the table, covers his lips with his fingers, eats Gel with his eyes.
Gel is embarrassed.
VLADIMIR: I couldn't wait to meet you… every minute without you is like an eternity…
GELYA (embarrassed): And I missed you. It's like we haven't seen each other… not three days, but a whole year!
VLADIMIR: I can't without you.
The GEL (gently): Darling…
VLADIMIR: Well, everything is ready. Ordered to your choice, I hope, will not disappoint. Pleasant dinner.
Gelya smiles tremulously.
GEL: Thank you, my good, looks very appetizing.
Dinner, exchanging anxious glances.
VLADIMIR: Where do you want to go today?
GEL: it does Not matter where, most importantly with you.
Vladimir gives the girl a tender loving look.
Gelya puts her hand on Vladimir's arm, bows her head.
GELYA: Volodya, I am so happy that I have you… With you, I finally learned what it means to be a girl… woman, that means love…
VLADIMIR: and be loved…
GEL: AND be loved… Sure.
Vladimir kisses Gele's hand.
Gelya takes out her purse, puts it on the table.
GELA: Look what I brought.