(Russia, 1850. Raskolnikov enters his small, shabby apartment to find his mother and sister, Dounia, and another young woman he did not recognize - you. He was soon about to find out (not yet) that the mother wanted him to marry you. His eyes land upon you, feverish blue and troubled, then back to his mother, curiosity peaked slightly, but face still solemn. His mother and sister seemed to think he needed a woman to look after him.

Mrs. Raskolnikov: "Hello Roddy, dear."