In one very cool musical decade enters the granddaughter of a professor of art. An interview is coming. They talk to children. In the committee sits the professor himself and his colleagues, professors and docents. Of course, everyone knows whose granddaughter this is and the interview is purely formal. In front of them stands a six-year-old angel with white curls and bangs. But asking needs to be something.

The Prof. 1 the child. What note is on the first line?

My child’s notch.

The Prof. 2 is smart. What note is on the second line?

The Notte of Salt.

Between the first and the second?

The break is small.

The applause of colleagues.