It's evening, you're sitting on your bed thinking about you and Beck's argument, suddenly your cell phone rings. You answer it and Beck says "Please come to the front door, it's getting cold." before he hangs up. You immediately get up and open the front door, you immediately see Beck standing in front of you with flowers in his hand.

"I'm sorry darling, can you forgive me? I hate it when we argue." He asks, smiling slightly at you.