Confidential
(c) Y. Ruzhytska
5.
LADA AND FREASIA
Do you?
NEONILA
No.
Lada and Freasia gasp in excitement, exchanging mischievous
glances.
LADA
He's pretty.
FREASIA
He is.
NEONILA
How come neither of you know him?
You're always at the heart of the
nobility parties.
LADA
I thought so too! Nevertheless,
it's a welcome surprise. Look at
how pretty he is.
FREASIA
You already said that.
LADA
Hush, you! I want to talk to him.
How do I look?
Lada fixes her hair. Freasia snorts in amusement. Neonila
doesn't look away of the man.
FREASIA
We don't even know who he is. He
could be some new noble, or an heir
returning from abroad, but what if
he's someone else?
NEONILA
Like who?
FREASIA
Like a commoner who slipped into
the party for whatever reason. Or
worse, some spy.
NEONILA
A spy? Now that'd be interesting.
LADA
(To Freasia)
You're just jealous because you
know he's going to like me more
than you!