I don't sleep, I don't sleep.

A waiter comes up to us and puts a bucket of champagne in front of me.

- Um, we didn't order.

Louise is surprised.

- You were asked to pass, from the third table, a note is attached to it, here you are.

The waiter hands me a piece of a small piece of paper, and my heart is beating like crazy. I unfold the piece of paper, and it says "Drink for Courage" in calligraphic handwriting.

- What's there, show me.

Louis rips the paper out of me and reads the message. I can feel the tension emanating from her, she abruptly jumps...