EXT. HUNTER'S DRIVEWAY - NIGHT
Hunter, Chloe and Tom at Jackie's car on the street, where she idles, top down, headlights on. Starry sky. Rover in the garage, Tom's truck where it was.
JACKIE: So Tom, safe travels and good luck with your house-hunting.
TOM: Thank you, Jackie. And thanks again for havin' me along today.
JACKIE: Thank you for coming, Tom. Til we meet again.
TOM: Til then.
JACKIE: I'll call when I'm home.
HUNTER: Thanks.
Hunter and Jackie exchange a quick kiss. She drives away waving. They wave back, walk to the garage. When Tom stops to look to the sky, Hunter and Jackie do the same.
TOM: Any idea how many stars there are in whatever it is that makes the universe?
CHLOE: Approximately two-hundred billion trillion. Or, to put it another way, two-hundred sextillion. Emphasis of course on approximately.
TOM: Approximately how many zeros in one sextillion.
CHLOE: Exactly twenty-one.
A shooting star burns itself out in its brief arc.
CHLOE: Whoa!
TOM: Well how bout that.
HUNTER: Right on cue.
CHLOE: You probably have starry skies over Laramie.
TOM: We do. More so outside a town a course. Me and Wanda have a spot we'll drive to, look at the stars over the Snowy Range.
Lull.
HUNTER: Popcorn and a movie?
CHLOE: Yay.
HUNTER: Tom?
TOM: I'd sure like to but to be honest I'm feelin' a little tuckered. I know I'd just fall asleep on y'all. Thinkin' I'll call Wanda and Ruth, take a shower and get on to bed. Sorry to be such a party pooper.
HUNTER; Hardly, Tom. You made today's party pop.
CHLOE: Word.
Hunter leads them into the garage.
HUNTER: Tom, before you retire, could I show you a picture?
TOM (beat) Sure.
HUNTER: It was taken at Lake Tahoe fifty-one years ago.
Hunter opens the door to the house. Chloe enters, Tom removes his hat as he passes Hunter. Hunter enters, closes door behind him. Garage door closes.
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