Looking at apartments, walk through one, go out. Walk into a pool, then take a bus back to the other complex. Some guy bitches about the trash.
In a store, there’s a very hot container on a counter. I look inside, and there’s a ball bearing. I step away, and a guy comes with tongs to pull it out. It falls, and the ball starts rolling around. I get up on a fridge case, and Erika talks about what her grandfather would have said.