Jean smiles, pats her hand, and leads her out the nearest house-aperture and down the path.
It's sunny, and a little breezy; plants are rustling gently in their window-boxes, birds are chirping from somewhere unidentifiable, the air is heavy with the scent of jasmine.
They're not the only ones out enjoying the perfect weather. People are walking and talking and smiling, mostly in couples, here and there in groups or alone. Some couples are holding hands; a man and a woman are lying on a hillside, cloudgazing, their arms around each other.
Bells jingle softly as people go in and out of stores, all of them small and cute and welcoming. Elements of Happiness, promises the sign in front of one; another says CHOCOLATE EVERYTHING in gilt letters over the plate-glass window. Further along, they can see Everything FITS! and The Good Plates and From Schmear to Eternity and quaint little carts laden with flowers and pinwheels and tiny cacti in teacups.