Lisa: I can’t bear seeing your sister’s bedroom in that state!
Eva: I can help with that.
Lisa: Oh, thank you. That’s kind.
Eva: ( Shuts Isla’s bedroom door) There.

Lisa: What are you doing with my handbag?
Isla: I’m doing a rubbing of the leather texture for Art.
Lisa: Put that back, it was expensive. You can use your dad’s forehead.