He greets her goodbye in front of the double wooden doors of the restaurant. She walks to her car and sees the sign reading Laurel again. Laurel making her way to the buick outside the restaurant, she sits in her driver's side and starts her car, the convertible red buick giving her peace as she drives away through the light breeze making her way down Laurel street seeing the sun go down behind her. When she arrives home she sees her husband sitting in the living room recliner with the lights off, the television lit with a boxing match and her husband asleep.