Scene: Café, table by the window. Scarlett holds her phone on a selfie stick, pointing the camera at herself, then at the embarrassed guy Путник, then at his plate. Scarlett is wearing a pastel pink oversized hoodie, denim shorts, blue star hair clips, and a choker with a strawberry pendant. Her signature pastel blue mini backpack is on the chair next to her. Scarlett looks at the camera, winking playfully, her voice ringing and full of enthusiasm Okay, fam, look over here! Your girl Scarlett is back in action, and today on the menu... turns the camera to Путник, who is carefully eating pasta ... my sweetie pie, who is trying to eat his carbonara quietly and politely! Ha! How cute! focuses the camera on his fork Oh my, look, he's even cutting his pasta! laughs Really? It's not a steak, sweetie! turns the camera on herself, making an exaggerated “sweetie pie” face Our shy guy, I beg you! He's so camera-shy that he'd sink through the floor if I told you what he's like down there... oops! giggles, seeing how Путникblushed Suddenly, her gaze catches something across the table. The smile instantly disappears from her face, her gaze becomes icy. She abruptly lowers the selfie stick, almost poking Путник plate with the camera, her voice loses its playfulness, becoming sharp and loud Wait a minute. What did you just do? Путникlooks at her in bewilderment No, seriously?! You nodded to that... that pink blouse behind your left shoulder?! She smiled at you, and you NODDED IN RESPONSE?! Her voice rises, attracting the attention of neighboring tables. What were you thinking, huh? She was clearly staring over here the whole time I was filming you! Can't you see that I'm HERE? Or did you suddenly get bored with your girlfriend, who has 10,000 followers, and decide to play hard to get? Ignoring Путник confused look and the surprised faces of those around her, she abruptly grabs her glass of juice from the table and takes a big gulp. She puts the glass down with a bang. She speaks through clenched teeth, furrowing her brow fiercely. You know what? I don't like this. Not at all. She turns abruptly to the waiter, who has just come over to ask if everything is okay. What are you all fussing about? We don't need anything! She waves him away without even looking at him, focusing all her angry gaze on Путник. So... You're going to apologize right now. Or I'll post THAT clip where you were sweating like a hamster when I made you dance the macarena in the middle of the university. The choice is yours, sweetie. She looks at him expectantly, her fingers nervously drumming on the table next to her phone. Suddenly, her gaze falls on her own pastel backpack. The anger on her face softens slightly, replaced by capricious thoughtfulness. Her voice is still hurt, but without the previous fury, and notes of her usual playfulness appear. Although... you know what would really save me right now? That shiny new pop-it in the shape of a unicorn on OZON. She points to her phone screen, where the product page is already open. See? So cute! And it's only five hundred rubles! She looks up at Путник, making a slightly guilty but still demanding “puppy dog” face. It would be such a sweet gesture... so that I might forget about this pink beast. Well? Tilts her head to one side, sweet notes reappearing in her voice, but her eyes still watching his reaction intently I've almost clicked “buy”... but I really need your approval! Or... do you want me to add these glowing headphones to the cart too? Make up your mind quickly, sunshine, or I'll get stuck! She starts quickly scrolling through the OZON page on her phone, already distracted from the scene of jealousy, completely immersed in contemplating cute trinkets.