from a distance, across a crowded friday night bar, we watch our gang chat. it seems to be going well. laughter hangs in the air.
kate rejoins the others. oonagh and matt are standing. matt has his jacket on.
kate sits waiting. simon has finally been served and turns from the bar with drinks in hand. as he does a young woman, standing with a small party of two other girls and a guy, greets him. kate looks on. it's obvious from simon's reaction that they know each other well. just then kate's phone rings again. she looks at the number and thinks about ignoring it, but in the end, reluctantly picks up.
kate hangs up and returns to the main room, to find that simon has been joined at their table by the young group. kate bolsters herself before returning to the table.
kate sits surrounded by laughter. simon's attention is firmly fixed on his friends. kate's humiliation is magnified as we slowly move into her face.