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Art style: Pixar-like 3D. Тот же офисный стол Марка, крупный план: смартфон лежит экраном вверх рядом с ноутбуком и чашкой кофе, экран тёмный. Людей в кадре нет. За окном город. Вертикаль 9:16, мягкая 3D-анимация в стиле Pixar, кинематографичная глубина резкости. Без текста. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FINAL STYLE ENFORCEMENT (this is the authoritative rendering directive — it overrides any style wording elsewhere in the prompt): Render this image in the following art style: Stylized cinematic 3D, expressive animated characters, soft rounded forms, polished materials, warm cinematic lighting, charming facial expressions, high-end animated film look. Every surface, skin, fabric, material, and environmental element must be rendered in this idiom. Character appearance reference (MUST match exactly): - Муж: and centered, a man of about 35 years. Medium-tall build, slightly soft around the middle, gently rounded shoulders that read as tiredness. Warm fair skin with faint shadows under kind brown eyes, short neatly-combed dark-brown hair with a few early grey strands at the temples, light stubble along a soft jaw. A caring, slightly weary half-smile. He wears a rolled-up pale-blue work shirt with the top button open, a loosened dark-grey tie, dark fitted trousers, a simple watch, and brown lace-up leather dress shoes. One hand loosely holds a phone, the other rests at his side. Setting: a cozy evening apartment hallway with warm lamp light, a coat rack and family photos on the wall behind him. - Дочь: and centered — an 8-year-old girl, small and slender, with a warm fair complexion and a light dusting of freckles across her nose and cheeks. She has round expressive hazel eyes, slightly rosy cheeks, and a soft hopeful expression tinged with worry, eyebrows gently raised. Her light chestnut-brown hair falls in a messy shoulder-length bob with a small braid on one side. She wears a mustard-yellow long-sleeve sweater, denim overall dungarees, and white sneakers with mismatched socks. Her left forearm rests in a white plaster cast supported by a sling, which she clutches with her other hand. She stands in a cozy softly-lit living room, evening light through a window behind her, looking upward as if asking a quiet question.