[[[Morning. Lilli stands in front of the mirror with the containers of Easter-egg paint in front of her.
She wears a piece of cloth wrapped around her like a short toga.
Uncertainly, she dips her fingers in in the paint and taps them on her cheek, smudging it in.
She taps the other cheek, and smudges it again, then taps her lips and smudges again.
Richard comes downstairs. She turns to him shyly. He looks at her. She hasn’t done the “make-up” right and looks funny.]]]
RICHARD: What have you done to yourself?
LILLI: Don’t you like it?
RICHARD: No. Wash it off.
LILLI: You don’t like it on me, but you love it on Sylvia.
RICHARD: Please Lilli, let’s not fight. We promised we’d never fight.
[[[He holds a piece of fruit up for her. She bats it away.]]]
RICHARD: You never eat breakfast anymore, are you sick?
SYLVIA: (outside) Richard? Richard, I’m ready for my lesson now!
RICHARD: I promised to teach her how to fish.
[[[He leaves. Lilli sighs and touches her mouth, looking at her paint-stained fingers.]]]