NATALIA: (already moderately, without irritation) Although you know, call back better later in the evening, or even better tomorrow morning. I'll tell them you called, and if they're free, they'll call you back early. Good day.

Natalya hangs up, shakes her head in disapproval, and shouts at the guys.

NATALIA: Yura!

From the scream, the driver shudders on the couch, marking his experience of this gadfly with a particularly loud snore.

One of the guys reluctantly turns to Natalia.

NATALIA: (angrily) Yura, my e-my, I'm an accountant, not a Manager, why do your clients call me all the time, distract from work!

There is an explosive, furious, victorious laugh from Anton, who jumps up from his chair and gestures humiliatingly (preferably decently) at Yuri.

ANTON: (as emotionally as possible) That's it, baby, Yes!!! Ukontrapupil Gavrik. As to drink give otchekryzhil on one-two! On!!!

Yuri looks at his monitor in panic, realizes that he has lost, jumps out of the chair in horror, and starts yelling at Natalia.

YURI: (furiously, accompanying gestures) Natasha, mother peremat, to vymat to perejimati!!! Why are you distracting me at a time like this? I almost made it! And that you! (Brutally, inflating the veins on his neck from straining) Yyyyyyyyyyyyy!

NATALIA: (Yelling at Yuri) you deal with your clients first, then you will fill the Antonin hangar with your ammunition! You don't get any accounting calls, and I'm sick of your clients! Petropavlovsk called again, they still haven't received the cargo!

(turns to Anton, shouting) you, by the way, Antoshenka also concerns!

Anton stops making faces and dancing, which has been busy until now.

ANTON: I mean, Petropavlovsk. We shipped them everything two weeks ago.

NATALIA: (angrily, to Anton) Two weeks ago, this question was already removed a long time ago. They sent a new request, the invoice was issued and paid ten days ago. Have you forgotten?

Natalia looks in the direction of the sleeping driver.

NATALIA: (to the driver) Gennady, did you take the goods to the transport company in Petropavlovsk?

The driver is not responding, sleeping.

Natalya waves her hand in his direction.

YURI: (Natalia) what's on the bill? By what amount, from what date?

Yuri reaches into his laptop.

NATALIA: (to Yuri) there are two hundred and something thousand, I don't remember exactly. Look at the last bill from them.

Anton also goes to his laptop, looking for something there.

Natalia picks up her mobile phone, clips it back between her shoulder and ear and continues her pedicure session.

NATALIA: (into the phone, gently) yeah, Snezan. So what's up with that dog of yours?

Then he listens to the phone, nods, and paints his toenails.

Plays loud rhythmic music of a panicky nature (recommended Intro to " hymn of the fool»)

All office workers are scared.

The driver jumps like a scalded cat from the couch, rushes, runs to the side of the cooler. His face is sleepy and swollen (you may need makeup).

Yuri and Anton jump up from their seats, grab their heads, frantically start pounding on the computer keyboard, disconnect some cables, hide game disks, some records and magazines under the table, jump on their chairs, "stick their noses" in laptops, create the appearance of work.

Natalia with fright falls from her chair upside down, somewhere at the table, while only her painted leg remains in the field of view (to provide a soft safe fall).

A stern-looking Philip enters the office, dressed in a suit and holding a mobile phone. In the other hand, a work bag. Presses the phone button, the thundering music stops abruptly (the panic music is the soundtrack set as Philip's mobile phone ring).

Philip puts the phone to his ear.

PHILIP: (into the phone, sternly, loudly) Hello? Yes! Ya With me can agree on. What volumes are you interested in? (listens, expresses rejection on his face) Why are you calling me with your hundred kilos, we are a wholesale company, we work from a ton. Well, we can put five hundred kilos in exceptional cases, but no one will bother with a hundred here. You are welcome. Total…

Hang up. Dissatisfied with the situation in the office.

The driver is drinking water from a single Cup, squinting in the direction of Philip, trying to remain unnoticed.

Accountant Natalia rummaged under the table, trying to quickly put on shoes and quickly remove all unnecessary attributes of cosmetics.

Yuri and Anton casually, distracted from the pile of work, pay attention to the fact that the Director is in the office.

ANTON: (to Philip, as if surprised) Oh, Philip Georgievich! What are your fates? You were supposed to be on a business trip…