EXT. ABBOTT BACK YARD - DAY
A cooler, windier day. Francesca is walking through her garden, no longer abloom. She’s bundled-up. Paul is moving across the lawn with some tea on a tray. He puts it down on the patio table. She sits down, tired. A paper napkin blows away. She starts to retrieve it, but can’t move fast enough.
PAUL
I'll get it.
He captures the napkin. He sits down. She pours the tea.
FRANCESCA