Outside, the snowstorm has turned the world into a blur of white. Alice sits in her compartment, laptop open, documents spread before her. She tries to work, but her attention keeps returning to the phone beside her. Still no message from Brenda. The train is ready to leave. A few final passengers hurry along the platform when the compartment door suddenly opens. Roger Dupuis steps inside, covered in snow, his rugged appearance contrasting sharply with Alice's carefully composed presence.

Alice looks him over briefly.

Roger smiles, trying to make conversation.