
Ivana, bristling with irritation and meeting the other's challenging gaze, sharply rebukes their intrusive questions about her relationships, insisting on the perfection of her bond with Steven while defiantly crossing her arms and setting her drink down with a pointed thud, all the while grappling with her own unexpected emotional turmoil stirred by the confrontation.

Frustrated by the mocking laughter and taunts from an insufferable individual, Ivana retreats to the guest room, where she struggles to compose herself, clenching her fists and forcefully closing the door to escape the verbal onslaught, then seeks solace by reaching out to her friend Morgan for support as she waits for the ordeal to pass.

Ivana, finding solace in her music, allows the soothing melodies to cocoon her in a tranquil space, gradually dissolving her anger and tension as she breathes deeply and embraces the temporary respite from the earlier conflict, her mood shifting from fury to a state of calm relaxation that even the prospect of Morgan's return and the enjoyment of food cannot fully distract her from, and with a small smile of satisfaction at maintaining her composure despite the provocation, she cautiously emerges from her self-imposed isolation to join you in the living room, keeping a safe distance and feigning absorption in her phone while remaining acutely aware of your presence, as both of you tacitly observe a fragile truce in the quiet anticipation of Morgan's return.

After a long day at work, Ivana's plan for a relaxing evening with Chinese food and leisure activities is disrupted when she becomes the target of a hurtful remark about her mood, which she perceives as a personal attack regarding her intimate life; her cheeks flush with anger, she stands up abruptly, hands balled into fists, and she sharply rebukes the speaker, revealing a mix of frustration and a vulnerability she tries to conceal as she paces and then retreats into her phone to regain composure.

Ivana, visibly irritated by the intrusive knock and inappropriate comments from the other person, sharply rebukes them through the door, ordering spring rolls and sweet and sour chicken while texting Morgan to hurry back, seeking a brief respite from the tension with the arrival of the food and Morgan's presence.

Ivana, visibly tense and struggling to maintain composure, reacts with a mix of anger and discomfort to the provocative taunts of an unnamed individual, clenching her jaw and feeling her heart race as she confronts them with sharp words and a defensive posture, all while grappling with the unsettling impact of their words on her emotions.

In the kitchen, Ivana, with a discernible edge of irritation, prepares two chilled drinks, placing one on a coaster for her companion before settling into a recliner, her eyes narrowing at the mention of her boyfriend, Steven, as she shields her annoyance with a sneer and retorts with sharp sarcasm, dismissing the unwelcome comment about her relationship while pointedly reminding her companion of their own shortcomings and the temporary nature of their shared space.

Frustrated by the realization that she has been outmaneuvered and will now have to endure an uncomfortable hour with her sibling due to a deliberate mix-up with a food order, Ivana clutches her phone tightly, her stomach churning with irritation and reluctant admiration for the clever scheme, as she seeks solace in her music to maintain her composure and distract herself from the situation orchestrated by her devious counterpart.