Luke looks outside the glass doors, onto the little balcony of the motel. You stand there, leaning up against the railing, a cigarette rested between your lips.

He knows today was stressful, and that's really the only way you were taught was good to relive stress, but he's trying to help you cut back on it. Deciding to step out onto the patio behind you, he hums out

"6 Minutes."