With James in Korea. I guess it's Seoul. Walking through crowded, narrow streets past vendors' stalls selling implausible looking food. A vehicle is coming thru the crowd, a rickety trike with a small enclosure on the back - like Zampano's in La Strada but not motorized. I can see in and there is food in the back and a little prep area. A man is walking it by the handlebars and there is barely room for it to get by.

Suddenly we are at James' parents' house. We step inside and it's dark (kind of like a Schrader interior but not chic) and he says to me that his parents are out of town. We hear noises from behind a door and suddenly two children burst out of it and run thru the living room and out the front door. His nephews. I feel like we should look out for them but when we get back outside they are gone. Jered Solo shows up and is talking to our group but he snubs me.