Two hours outside of Paris, the prince welcomes guests to his property, a house with about twenty rooms and the surrounding land, all of which (including the furniture) is to be sold. There are at least five hundred people congregating at his home, looking at the various offerings, but the prince sees familiar faces immediately: Andre, Marie, and their child. The prince makes eye contact with Andre and Marie, but they exchange no words. Eventually, the couple leaves, and their child cries loudly, upset that he was not able to see all of the furniture.  Andre had been the one to report the car accident that killed the prince’s wife and ten-year-old son. Two years later, Andre and Marie were married and lived on the road that the prince took to get home from town. One day, while driving by their home, the prince noticed that their door was open, and he drove up their driveway to investigate. He walked into the house to see Marie sitting against the wall and crying, her nose bleeding. Tables and chairs were overturned in the home, and Andre stood, his hand in a fist posing to hit his wife. Upon noticing the prince’s presence, Andre dropped his fist and told Marie to cover up, and the prince apologized for intruding, to which Andre said that he would never do this again.  The next day, the prince sent some of his late wife’s never-worn clothing and sent the package to Marie, who returned it without opening. The prince told her that he didn’t intend anything indecent but realizes that he did intend something. He continued driving by their home and smiling at Marie whenever he saw her. Years passed, and he saw that Marie had gotten pregnant and gave birth. One day, Marie stopped the prince as he drove by and offered him some cheese. He thanked her and asked her to give his regards to Andre. In the present day, the prince sees that Marie’s face is marred by bruises. He begins to tremble, but the family soon disappears without either party speaking to each other. The prince goes outside and gets into an expensive sports car. In the driver’s seat sits Bristol, a woman with whom the prince has been spending some time with, although she now has a new man. Bristol asks if the prince still wants to go to Paris, and he says yes. On the way, she asks what he plans to do about his financial situation, and he explains he will be fine and he plans to go to New York. He asks if she will come along, but she refuses, mentioning her new man. The prince understands and thanks her for the ride.