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Sole:
Mom?

Irene:
Hum?

Sole:
There's something you want me to do, isn't?

Irene:
Cut my hair.

Sole:
I mean if there's something you couldn't do alive and doesn't let you rest.

Irene:
There are always things undone. Or bad done. And my life has been no exception. Look, I don't know if I can fix them, but if I can, it's up to me to do it.

Sole:
[after a long silence] Customers will arrive soon. What are we going to do?

Irene:
We attend to them. I'll help you.

Sole:
But I can't introduce you as my mother. They all know I'm an orphan.

Irene:
Then I'll pretend to be foreign.

Sole:
Foreign? Where from?

Irene:
?Dominican?

Sole:
No. There are lots of them on the neighborhood and they would notice the accent.

Irene:
?Chinese? Madrid is full of Chinese people.

Sole:
Who's going to believe that you're from China, mom? [Thinks] Something strange. Not very common around here... Rusian.

Irene:
Do wou really think I look more Rusian than Chinese?

Sole:
Yes. Rusian women are just like us, mom. Look, whatever you hear, keep your mouth shut. And it can't looked in your face that you understand us.