[LR-I-2]
[Deemer]
(Irina enters.)
IRINA: Kostya is sulking. Why can't I keep my big mouth shut?
TRIGORIN: Beginning writers are overly sensitive. If he wasn't upset by you, it would've been something else.
IRINA: You're trying to make me feel better, dear man. Keep talking that way.
(Polina enters with a tray of cakes.)