Still fiddling with the shoelace. The knock on the door is repeated, but more confident.
Yaroslav looks at the door with an intricate expression on his face.
YAROSLAV: or maybe it didn't seem so…
In one Shoe, he goes to the door and opens it.
Nina enters the room. She is wearing a grey raincoat and a headscarf.
YAROSLAV (coldly): Hello. What can I do for you?
NINA (with interest and caution looking around the room and its owner): Hello, I'm Nina.
A skeptical pause on the part of the host.
YAROSLAV (coldly): I am very happy, and I am Yaroslav. So what do you want, Nina?
NINA: well, of course… We agreed, didn't we?
Yaroslav attentively looks at the girl with a severe penetrating look.
YAROSLAV (coldly): Girl, and you hour apartment not mixed up? I don't understand you.
NINA: Is this the eighty-seventh?
YAROSLAV (coldly): yeah…
NINA: did you call me about the housekeeper?
Yaroslav's face changes.
YAROSLAV (cordially): my God, Nina! Why didn't you introduce yourself right away? Please come in!
The girl is confused. This can be seen in the expression of the face and in the movements.
NINA: Yes, I actually introduced myself, but… Okay, it's good that we figured it out.
YAROSLAV (positively): Well! (throws out his arms) This is my domain! The field of battle, so to speak, with sewage is marked!
The girl takes off her shoes and pays attention to the fact that the owner is wearing only one Shoe.