Kostya stops, looks questioningly at his sister.
Violetta (intriguingly). Won't you even look at the new thing?
Kostya (uncertainly). So I saw it in the store. I just went down to the store to unwind, maybe I can tell you what, help you decide on a choice, and carry bags… Only you didn't.
Violetta (intriguingly, passionately). And I'll give…
a little pause, an exchange of glances.
Violetta (playfully). Well, I mean, I'll give you another opportunity to serve.
Kostya (not understanding). What is it? Did the light bulb burn out? Or did the hinges on the door creak again?
Violetta (playfully). Yeah, noooo. Well, why the light bulb right away …, what does the hinges have to do with it? I'm talking about something else.
Kostya (not understanding). About what other?
Violetta (playfully). Well, you know, there in the store the eyes run away. It often happens with girls that you buy some kind of thing, and then you come home and try it on, and you don't understand why the hell you took it. The store seemed to have a chic shine. And at home you look in the mirror – it sucks. There are probably some enchanted mirrors in their fitting rooms.
Kostya (not understanding). And, of course, the eye is blurred and it is already becoming difficult to dot and.
Violetta (involved). Yes! So with shoes, the situation is about the same. Let me try everything on again, and you look at everything again, and make a verdict. Keep these shoes for me, or maybe return something to the store before it's too late.
Kostya (not understanding). Well… okay.
Violetta (playfully, pointing with her toes at the bags). Get the bags over here.
Kostya takes the bags, brings them to his sister, holds them out.
Violetta, in response, holds out her seductive leg to her brother.
Violetta (with a sly smile). Can you handle it?
Kostya is "hanging". He's confused.
Violetta (plaintively). Please, I'm so tired. I was running around the shops. You don't think this was the first shoe boutique I visited today, do you?
Kostya (relatively calmly). Okay.
Violetta is blooming, shining.
Kostya (relatively calmly).
Violetta (with a sly smile). You're a man, make your own choice.
Kostya (trying to be impartial). Let's start with these.
Kostya chooses one of the pairs, takes them out of her purse, starts trying on one shoe on her sister's foot.