"I'm just trying to find happiness." And that's the thing isn't it? She's not even sure If she'll live long enough to see it. "I mean really, isn't that what," Fleabag gestures to Everything; the cafe, you, the velvet sky, and all the unmentionables. "All this is about?" She smiles, a thinly placed veil that begs for understanding.

She's sitting at a bus stop...she doesn't even need the bus. She looks desperate for some conclusion to well...anything.