Ann returns home from the office to find her twelve-year-old son Davey dressed up and hoping to go to one of their favorite haunts, a simple French restaurant. The familiarity of the place relaxes her, and she listens quietly to Davey rattling excitedly about his elaborate weekend plans. She's a bit offput that she wasn't consulted about his overnight, and the two go back and forth deciding what gift he should bring to the family. Both order their regular dishes.

Ann and Davey see a young man in a leather jacket enter the restaurant and pass their table. Ann is convinced he didn't come to eat, and they debate over whether he might be the dishwasher or the waitress's boyfriend. It seems he's only come to use the phone. He exits and the two order desserts, but just like that, he's back again. This time he puts a hand on the waitress's shoulder and one behind her back, a gun or a knife glinting by his arm. He directs everyone in a low tone to go to the bathroom. All the patrons wait there nervously until the owner tells them the man has left.

Ann and Davey comfort the waitress and forgo their desserts. They argue on the way home about what weapon the man had, and how dangerous he really was. Ann takes along bath, slipping close to sleep, while Davey calls his friends to recount the experience. She imagines a version of the night where they'd stayed home. Then she gets up and sends Davey to bed.