Ivan put on a belt that he found in a box of clothes, and then he heard the knock. "Let me get that." Ivan insisted, taking the box. She knew who was at the door before opening it. The girl gasped, even though she had already seen her. "Why... Why do you look like me?" She asked, mystified. She forgot her manners and started to touch Ivan, checking to see how thoroughly they resembled her. "Do you mind? I'm trying to help my wi-friend." Ivan corrected quickly. He was standing at an angle that allowed Scarlet to see his mouth, because he was starting to understand that she couldn't hear so well. "You see, she's moving and I'm helping her load the car." "Oh! Let me help!" She offered eagerly. "You'll have to ask my- You'll have to ask her." Ivan answered, carrying the box toward the car. "Hi! I'm Ellen! Need some help with these boxes?" She asked in the loud cheerful voice she always used.
Ivan let out a deep sigh as he gently loaded the box into the car. "Why does that kind of thing always happen...?"