*EXT. RESIDENTIAL DECK - SUNSET
John and Jan in terry cloth robes, slippers at umbrella-shaded table with view to Lake Nacimiento, California. Sliding glass door to master bedroom. We can see art TBD on wall above bed headboard. Their phones, bottle of white wine and their half-empty glasses. They stare at Jan's laptop and the Chloe selfie Barb showed Brian that fills the screen.
*[ OR backyard and (lap?) pool]
JOHN: Looks like it's going well.
JAN: Seeing that smile is such a relief.
JOHN: It is. And Hunter's and Tom Walker's the same lips sealed grin.
JAN: And lean on left leg.
JOHN: Yep.
JAN: Have you ever set foot in a cowboy boot?
JOHN (BEAT): Yes. If you'll accept the Roy Rogers signature model Santa put under the tree our first Christmas in San Anselmo. Snow on Mount Tam.
Jan looks at him, a new piece of information gained and pleasantly surprising.
JAN: Had I not asked.
JOHN: And a holster with a six-shooter cap gun. I wouldn't be surprised if Kate has a photo somewhere in an album in their storage shed.
JAN: Have you told her?
JOHN: Tomorrow after we hear more from Barb.
JAN: Closing window.
JOHN: That's plenty for now.
JAN: There'll be more.
JOHN: Can't wait.
She closes laptop, they finish their wine, John pours more, they sit back, hold hands, watch the last of the sun set.
DISTANT THUNDER.
[CUT TO: Hunter patio night monsoon season.]