AURORA: (taking measurements, walking calmly around the room): Is everything all right?
EUDOXIA: (calmly) No. You know what else I wanted…
Grandmother completely unobtrusively approaches her daughter, as if in the ear of a secret wants to say something.
Aurora leans over to mom and gets a left hook with a towel on the causal spot.
Aurora cries out.
EUDOXIA: (calmly) That's it now!
AURORA: Mom, you don't change. The years go by, and wisdom is not added. I'm not your girl anymore, so with me…
EVDOKIA: (calmly) You are always a girl to me. Put away your tunic, (pointing to a chair) beauty.
Aurora pompously puts the measuring tape on the table, picks up her tunic, and leaves with it.
Grandma looks around. No one is left in the living room but her. Takes a measuring tape, goes to the mirror, begins to measure its parameters with an intricate sly look, evoking a song.
Music.
ZTM.
The living room is empty. Iya runs around in upset feelings, hysterically throws her purse on the sofa, throws herself on the other side of the sofa, crumpling the pillow with her hands, whimpering.
The grandmother enters the room with a watering can, watering the flowers, from time to time glances at the sobbing granddaughter, but does not come.
The granddaughter sees that the grandmother is here, tries to show her moods to the public, but the grandmother holds up well.
IYA (to my grandmother, angrily): I don't understand how you can be so callous. Do you really care what happens to me?
EUDOXIA: (quietly) Dear granddaughter, I will tell you in confidence that there has not been a single day since you were born when I did not think of you. It's very important for me to know that you're doing well, but sometimes when I see that you're not, you don't always let me talk to you. The last time I tried to find out what caused you to suffer, you tried to knock your grandmother out with a pillow, the one you have right now. And I lose my knack with time, and sometimes I don't have to Dodge.
Oia calms down, sits up straight, and looks guiltily at her grandmother. Grandma finishes watering the flowers, puts her hands on her hips, looks at her granddaughter.
The granddaughter slaps her hand on the sofa, inviting her grandmother to sit next to her.
Grandma puts down the watering can, sits down next to her, and hugs her.