Their drive back to the hotel was a quiet one. Ariadne clutched Arthur's hand with her own as she stared out the window of the taxi. When they finally reached the hotel, Ariadne headed inside as Arthur paid the cabby. Just as she walked passed the lobby desk, the concierge called out to her. "Miss, someone left this for you."

From behind the desk he pulled a vase full of azaleas with a small note attached. 'Can't wait to meet you.' She wasn't certain, but she was almost sure that that was the same handwriting from the earlier letter.