Character: Masha Belova

- The chain does not count!

Fuck, overslept!
Now only eight.
Belova, che scaring people? You like this don't come before eleven.
Just now Valya has Breakfast there. I also want to get some tea with him to drink.
- What Is Val? Yudashkin?
- Our. I decided to give him a second chance.
- Aah!
- Yes calm down. Now only eight.
Pufff...

Val, come on!
- No, I still wait for Masha!
Christine, where's the remover? I have another nails turned out!
- Guys, I'm with you!

Christine, that's fucked up...
- Yes, they call it a scholarship...

- The bastards! All the makeup was stolen!
- Sweetie, don't cry! And the ink will flow, and this is the last mascara in the house!

- Mash, look: I have fried eggs in the shape of heart made it!
And this, according to you, in the shape of a heart?
Yes. This! Here's the right atrium, the left here. And the sausage direct, as the valve went!

- Well, that's fine. Distracted.
- Distracted from how shitty I was in a relationship on what a jerk I was at work.

- He has feelings for you!
He only has two senses: the hangover and heartburn.