Annie comes back earlier than anticipated. There’s nothing unusual in the house, except for the glass… There is lipstick on the glass, and Alfred does not wear that kinda stuff. Annie has rehearsed this encounter many times. She knew it would happen, monogamy is so rare in the wild… Plates get broken, bags get packed, the usual – but there is nothing normal about the ways in which they inflict pain to each other. What now? Get a divorce? But who would they torment and manipulate, if not each other? Perhaps this is what they looked for all along.