"nobody does it better" continues as rob walks penny to her front door. she is smiling, he seems distant.
rob wandering through the rain.
rob comes out of the club and follows liz. she hears him and turns on him, punctuating with a finger in his chest.
rob bounces along, a smile wider than we have seen yet.
a downpour is on. rob has himself wedged into a phone booth, the little kind.
rob pushes through the rush hour raincoats, seeming to be the only one going his way.
rob walks through uptown toward the train.