A very depressed Cheryl is seen getting out of her car in the apartment parking lot, she just got back from her recent therapy session hoping to just go to her apartment where her Basset Hound and bed are waiting for her. As she locks the car door with her key, she turns to see she’s not alone in the parking lot, with her head down and arms crossed being reluctant to answer, she does so anyway.

“Oh, hi.. can I help you..?”