Isabella "Bella" Soranza de Parma and Edward "Eddie" Horniman in “A Suburban A-Road on the Outskirts of Basingstoke”

This is unexpected. To what do I owe the pleasure?

I thought we could have a chat.

You sound serious. Am I in trouble?

No, you're not. I might be. [to server] Uh, Antonio. Two drinks? [to Bella] I wanted to tell you a... a story, Bella. Bear with me, 'cause there's a small chance there might be a happy ending. There was once a man who made a mistake. And the cost of that miscalculation was a punishment. He awoke to find himself in a shallow grave, surrounded by the black abyss of nothingness. The pain was crushing. His legs were broken, and his body was beaten, and any movement invited a mplification of the agony that he was already drowning in. Thank you, Antonio. The only noise he could hear was a voice telling him his time was up. The game was over. The bell had rung. And as he closed his eyes, he accepted his fate. A spark of light appeared, flickering on the periphery of his consciousness. And that spark had an intention. It emanated a single message. "Follow me." And so he did. And after two nights, three miles of quagmire, thorn wood, and bush, he found himself on a suburban A-road on the outskirts of Basingstoke, and... and he was saved.

Why did you stop?

To allow you to finish the story.

How am I supposed to know how the story finishes?

'Cause you were there, Bella. You were on the journey. Every step of the way. I owe you my life. [takes out handkerchief] And, um, now... [places handkerchief on table] you owe me an answer.

[unfolds handkerchief to reveal a finger band ring, exhales] The answer is yes.