"Well, take out reminds me of home." But Kate's defense is to empty air because Steph is a terrible girlfriend who never wants to face the music. And that's okay because while Steph is too busy running, Kate disappears because she is the night--okay, no, she just steps off to the side of the station, behind a column, where a middle-aged lady with feathers for eyelashes is selling flowers from a little pushcart.

For all Steph probably knows, Kate has run away, never to be seen again. Or until tonight whenever she gets home.