Az asztal terítve van, rajta bor és tej. Egy pillanat, és valamelyik kiömlik. A szereplők körbeülik az asztalt, de ki emeli először a poharát? A bűn tényleg beissza magát a bőrünk alá, vagy csak mi hisszük ezt?

I am a child, the child of my parents. I will have a child one day. Once... What if? What if? Dimensions. The past with the joy of the unplanned but accepted child. The future that hasn't happened yet, existing in multiple perspectives.

There is a family. The Vajdas. This is a kind of decent family: there is no divorce; they can make ends meet and even love each other. However, after a while, it turns our that the desires and visions of the members of the family can only be met at the cost of conflicting one another.