December 9

We return to the club. To the hospital. There was supposed to be a party on the ninth, which Dakota told me about on Thursday the eighth (see November 12, 13, 15, 18, December 2, 8). When I came to work on Friday, not a single girl was wearing a suit. In short, neither angels nor demons were found in the dressing room. Just as I thought. Everything was cancelled. I met hostess Elena at the bar (see November 21 and 24). Her lips were not red, but dark cherry. Still beautiful. I sat down next to him and also lit a cigarette. “Hello,” she said with an ironic sparkle in her eyes, “I invited a lot of good guests today.” - took a long time. She always makes such wonderful pauses, “She said, come,” she exhaled, “Party.” - pause, - And they are rich. - she looked at me, - One doesn’t like clubs at all, but I managed to convince him to come and everything went away, - she raised one eyebrow, - I wrote to him about the cancellation, and he answered me - are you stupid or something. — smiled. - Here. And so you would earn everything today. — she put out the cigarette. “Now sit here,” she waved her head towards the empty hall, got up from her chair and went to her workplace, a charming liar.

Two guests entered. One has a familiar face, the other does not. The girls went to dance, and I began to remember. Sitting next to the bar were Alina (see November 17,22,29,30) and Tamara (see August 30, November 13). I decided to apply because I couldn’t cope on my own. - Don’t you know that man with the gray beard? A familiar face, I can’t remember. “Oh,” Alina said, “So this is a regular guest.” “Why remember them,” Tamara smiled, “They all look the same.” “They’re all the same,” she laughed. - Who cares. — took a sip of champagne. “I haven’t seen you for a long time,” I said to Tamara. - Yes. - she answered mysteriously. And then she fell over the bar and asked the bartender to give her a bottle of champagne. I paid seven hundred rubles for Soviet stuff. - I don’t want to work. - said. “Of course,” Alina supported, “After such a rest.” — I bought everything I wanted. Eh. - Tamara continued and poured herself another glass. “It’s difficult to get involved in work now.” - It was time for me to go dance, I told her that the main thing was to start, and moved her to the stage. Afterwards, I approached these two. As I was approaching, I remembered the bearded man, I once tried to dance for him. He then roughly pushed me away. But I remembered this when I was already at the table. It's too late to turn around. “Hello,” she told him and sat down on the edge of the sofa. “Hello,” the bearded man answered very politely. - What is your name? — Marvin. What about you? - What does it matter? - Rita showed up here (see October 12, 13, November 22). - Your competitor. - said the gray-haired man. — What will you drink? - Yes. - What? - You drink wine, let me drink wine with you. — glasses were brought. “You’re probably into science,” she told him. - Yes. - the man answered. — Physics? - I don’t know where I got this from. He gave the impression of a very smart, very cynical person. The physicist did not answer my assumption, but his friend said, “Yes.” By the way, he builds ships. Academician of the Russian Academy of Sciences! — The gray-haired man grinned. - Let's. - He raised his glass and we clinked glasses. “Well, fallen women,” said the cynical, intelligent physicist. “If you think it hurt,” I said calmly, “then no.” Absolutely. - He looked carefully into my eyes. “Okay, girls,” he turned to Rita and me. - Come on, I’ll give you five thousand rubles now and you’ll leave. “Let’s do it,” Rita answered. He looked, expecting an answer from me. - I don't mind either. “Well,” he lowered his drunken head. Lost. Why do you agree to five thousand if you came expecting more? - What if I told you that I expected to get exactly five from you. - I said. He looked carefully again, then hugged him and asked, “What’s your name?” — Marvin. - I answered again. Then Alina approached the table. She made her way to the physicist. - What did you come?! - he suddenly said loudly and rudely. “Dance,” she answered. - Look at you! Leave! Let's get out of here. No ass! “Alina began to turn around to leave, and he tried to grab her hips to turn her around. - I can do it myself! - she yelled. - Don't touch me! - Well, go ahead if you can. - Alina left. - Don't disappoint me. Is everything really so bad that a physicist, engineer, academician of the Russian Academy of Sciences needs to assert himself so much at the expense of girls? - After that I got up and left. Lousy Alinka was rude. Jerk.

And she went to the dressing room, took the phone, and sat down at the bar to read. Then someone snatched it from my hands. Suddenly. I shuddered and turned around. It was, of course, Denis (see November 17, 18, 25, December 8). He smiled kindly, but sarcastically, and said, “I warned you, Marvin, that when there are guests, you can’t sit in the hall with a telephone.” Moreover, the boss is here. You can pick it up from Dakota in the morning. “Okay,” I said and frowned. And then I saw the boss at the end of the bar. This is the second bald man with a smart face (October 13). He, looking into my eyes, mirrored my dissatisfied expression. It turned out funny. He laughed and I smiled. - You should go dance! - Zhenya suddenly appeared with a list in her hands, and I shuddered again (see November 30, December 2, 8). —Are you watching the line again? - I asked her for some reason, - Yes! - she answered firmly. -Where is Dakota? — I decided to hint something to Zhenya. True, she had already turned around and walked away, and I went on stage.

Another guest entered. Inga was the first to approach him (see November 25, December 3, 8, 9). I saw that she had arrived quite recently and immediately went to dance on the curbstone, apparently to approach the physicist, and then, to her delight, there was a guest. When I came out to the pole, she was just getting off the pedestal. I realized that I had no chance. While I was dancing these five minutes on stage, Inga fell in love with the guest and my appearance was unnecessary for him. He refused to dance and I went to the bar. There's no damn phone. Sadness, longing. After a while, someone's hand fell on my shoulder. And again unexpectedly. I was angry. I turned around and saw a drunken physicist. “Marvin,” he said. And then he took out five thousand, put it on the counter and left. - What about us?! — suddenly a waitress appeared from somewhere. “And what kind of fucking night is this,” I said quietly, “Where do you all jump out so unexpectedly?!” - What about us? - she continued, - How about some chocolate for us?! “Marvin to share,” said the physicist and walked away with a swaying gait. I gave her two thousand. - Half! - she said brazenly and looking into his eyes. - Here. - I answered the bitch and gave another thousand. She handed them to the bartender and the bartender gave me five hundred rubles in change.

She lit a cigarette, turned around, looked into the hall. Inga and Tamara danced to the remaining guest at the same time. It was clear how Tamara was gradually displacing Inga. - Well, what a bitch! - She said as she approached me at the bar. - Just like that, let me dance. — Inga lit a cigarette. -Have you seen it?! - she was indignant, - Tamara climbed on him, pushed me away and immediately began kissing me. Fucked up. He's going to suck right away! — I shrugged. - Yes, she always does this! - Alina suddenly interjected, and I shuddered again, - Don’t you know? Me too, we found some news.

And the next night I was already sleeping in the hospital.