Fred didn’t know his wife had a job in a nightclub.
“Could have happened to anyone,” says Millie. “If Al had come home a little later last night we wouldn’t have been in, and he wouldn’t have known where to look for us!”
“How is Al?” asks Fred.
“We don’t know yet!” laughs Millie. Peggy returns, wearing a hat and coat.
“Ready, Fred,” says Peggy, putting on gloves.
“Well, when he wakes up, tell him from me, I think he’s a pretty lucky guy,” says Fred.
“Thank you, Fred,” says Millie. Fred shakes her hand.
“Goodbye, Millie, and thanks a lot for everything,” says Fred.
“Goodbye,” says Millie.
“Bye, Mom!” says Peggy, as she and Fred head out of the apartment.
“Bye, dear,” replies Millie.
Meanwhile, Al is waking up in his bedroom. He squints, and looks at his reflection in two mirrors at the opposite end of his bedroom. Al rubs his face, looks around the room, and notices the space in their bed where Millie slept.