Denver wasn't necessarily a happy man, even when he met the weird guy in the park he wasn't happy. He wasn't gunna kill himself. In a way he had everything he needed. A bed at the shelter as long as he got there by 4. A job, that paid enough...

There was a non insignificant fire in the town she had just moved to. Was she already using the word 'move'? She would be there less than a month. She couldn't use that word.

The fire initially seemed like it wouldn't pertain to her case. But she decided to look more...

"I don't get it. Why do you drive all the way down there. Come on tell me the truth, you're seeing someone. No? Well then you really just like that  cafe ."

"Yeah. Simple as that."

"But there's so many cafes around here. What can be so special about that one? Maybe...