Lojzka (to Jerman). Nice to meet you. (The two of them shake hands.) Why don't you await the word of who will rule our lands?
Jerman. I've come across enough introductory articles as of today. (Leaves.)
Geni. Only god knows what for so many are chanting on this sunny day. Conservatism is neat, progressiveness is neat, but the most wonderful thing of them all is a warm and fresh meal, a yummy one!
Minka. Such apathy—
Geni. And carelessness—
Minka. You would not move an inch to secure the nation of ours, shall they make us all priests and pious maidens.
Geni. I would not move an inch! As pious maidens, we would be receiving a pay much higher than we now do.
Minka. I tremble by now. I did not lunch and neither will I dine. One more hour . . . Ah, half an hour 'till it all comes to an end. What if the sunshine – freedom – shines no more? Or . . . Last night I dreamed of dining lobsters. What meaning does that carry?
Lojzka. A raise for sure.
Minka. Do you have no heart beating in your chest, no brain in your head, given how you laugh and smile as our nation falters? You declared yourself an intellectual, you smoke as much as other smart-heads. . . at this time, any intellectual would . . . Take a look at Komar! They've been drunk for three days now, they are on the verge of going nuts . . . due to enthusiasm! There are not many people of such greatness out there . . .
Geni. Drunk for three days now? (Turns to the bartender arriving from the balcony.) A glass of beer will do!
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