At a market, a woman spots a wedding candy identical to one from her wedding—she says it was given by someone 'very important' and asks a nearby man if he gave it. He denies it, and coworkers scold her for spacing out. She asks to speak with Mr. Pinkman. When rain forces staff to move stock, Mr. Pinkman unexpectedly helps and says since she's his wife in name he must take care of her. The sky clears, then someone bursts in: 'Mr. Pinkman, I've found the girl. She is...'