Meanwhile, at Pamela's apartment, she is on the stove fiddling with pots and pans. The door opens and Wallace enters. In the background, he gets closer.

"What are you doing, dear?"

Pamela smiles: "I am making a stew with chicken and potatoes. I am craving it and I know you will like it too."

"Yes, I will..." Wallace smiles with her. When he is right next to Pamela...

"Where have you been?" Pamela had asked unpretentiously, but Wallace cleared his throat and spoke suspiciously.

"I was around, I went for a walk."

Pamela remains attentive in the pans and does not notice the withdrawn tone. "Josias is gone. Now we...