IYA (with an exasperated cry): Grandma! What are you doing?
EUDOXIA: I what? What are you doing? The towel is wet on the sofa. Do you think it will dry out there?
IYA (with an annoyed cry): Yes, I put it there for a minute, now I was going to measure the results of my efforts and hang it up to dry!
EUDOXIA (with a sneer): yeah… Look at the blouse lying there (pointing to the chair), the jeans (pointing to the sofa), the tunic (pointing to the chair). I put everything down for a minute… three days ago, and probably just about to clean it up?
IYA (in a malicious tone): Yes! I was going to do it right now. And the tunic over there is not mine at all, my mother threw it, and ask her!
EVDOKIA: Iya, granddaughter, well, you can't be like this… such… how would you like it to be softer…
IYA: Sloppy, right?
EVDOKIA (on the nerves) Yes, an arsehole, for God's sake, what's the point of being so refined? Look what the house and mother have turned into! There is nowhere to sit, everything is covered with clothes! Rags!
IYA: Yes, grandma! I am still not ninety years old and my name, thank God, is not Evdokia! Do you want your mother and I to dress like you? One shawl for all occasions!!!
EVDOKIA (on the nerves) I don't understand why you don't like my name. Well, Evdokia. A very honourable name… it was.
IYA: it was! That was it. Then sometime then… maybe it was customary to wear one gray skirt and one white blouse all your life. And now the time is different! You have to put up with it, at last! Many things are a necessity for a modern girl! And nothing they do not lie around the house, and neatly lie. I need it all and I need it right where it is!
EUDOXIA (on the nerves) My mother is the same. I gave birth to her at thirty, I couldn't get pregnant for a long time, and she had fun until forty, that's the result!
AURORA (from behind the scenes): Up to forty-two!
An elegant and precocious-looking Aurora enters the room defiling. She takes the measuring tape from her daughter and also stands in front of the mirror, measuring her self-esteem.
Iya nervously grabs her jeans and blouse and leaves the living room.
EVDOKIA: OH…, another beauty has appeared in our pearl Kingdom. Here, look, Aurora, (throws up her hands) what you have turned the house with your daughter into. It's not a house, it's a warehouse! And in the bathroom? You can't turn around there. Five hundred tubes, seven hundred vials, four hundred bottles… That one that another!!! Only one man on the mind! Well, who are you doing all this for, what are you wasting your life on? Don't you have enough sense for anything else?