SCENE: Angie's apartment, day.
Angie and Anthony are sitting on the couch. There is a knock at the door; Anthony gets up to answer it. It is Erika, Angie's mum.
Anthony: "Hey, come in."
Erika: "Thank you, darling."
Angie gets up and walks over.
Angie: "Where's dad?"
Erika: "He's still in Werriwa for now, but he'll be here."
Tilly walks over. Erika picks her up.
Erika: "Oh, Tilly. Poor Tilly."
Anthony: "I better get to work."
Angie: "Don't forget cat food."
Anthony: "I won't. Thanks."
Anthony leaves; Erika puts Tilly back down.
Erika: "All right, now your turn."
She hugs Angie.
Erika: "Are you doing all right?"
Angie: "Yeah. Anthony and Lauren have been around a lot."
They stop hugging; Erika smiles.
Erika: "That's good. They're good kids. So are you."
Angie: "Do you want a drink? Tea?"
Erika: "I'll make it; it's all right."
Angie follows Erika to the kitchen. Erika starts making tea, and Angie sits at the table.
Erika: "What about Tim? Has he been around?"
Angie: "No; we broke up. I haven't really seen him."
Erika: "Oh. I'm sorry, darling."
Angie: "No big deal."
Erika comes to sit at the table with Angie with her cup of tea.
Erika: "You know grandma loved you very much."
Angie: "I know."
Erika: "She was very proud of you."
They sit in semi-awkward silence for a moment.
Erika: "You know she left you the house."
Angie: "I don't want it."
Erika: "Don't make a decision about that now. Dad and I can look after it for you."
Angie: "Just sell it."
Erika: "We're not selling it."
Angie: "It's my house."
Erika: "Angie, we're not going to sell it. You and I both grew up in that house."
Angie: "Yeah, and gran died in it. I don't want it."
Erika: "Granddad died there, too, but it's our home."
Another silence; Angie is sullen, but resigned.
Erika: "Like I said, dad and I will look after it for you, if you want."
Angie: "Thank you."
Erika: "We can take Tilly back with us, too."
Angie: "You've got that dog."
Erika: "Yes. They'd get used to each other, though. Angus is pretty docile."
Erika raises an eyebrow.
Erika: "That's his name."
Angie: "Should be Kitten."
Erika takes a sip of her tea. Angie stares at the table sullenly.
Angie: "I'd... I want Tilly to stay with me. She's old. She doesn't need the stress."
Erika: "No, you're right."