The spirit of Agnes and Coraleye enter the elegant Sunset Valley estate. Vintage melodies from a record player swirl, enveloping Coraleye in a sense of nostalgia that she had only known from classic romance films up until this moment.
Agnes: Welcome home, darling. 230 Redwood Parkway, fondly known as "August Moon" by some.
Coraleye: Wow, that's such a magical name. This home is breathtaking, Grandma!
Agnes: It's always been my envisioned haven for raising children.
Coraleye: And you owned it? Even while you lived in Moonlight Falls? Who took care of it when you weren't here?
Agnes: My sister, Cornelia, tended to her in my absence. This home held a special place in my heart, and she, understanding its significance, made occasional upgrades, just in case we ever decided to sell. Or, perhaps... return.
Coraleye: Return? As in move back?
Agnes: Come, dear. Looks like dinner is finished, and now we're clearing up. I want you to hear this conversation.
As they step into the kitchen, tension hangs thick in the air. Erik diligently washes the dishes while Agnes busies herself preparing ingredients for tomorrow's meals. Neither utter a word, until Agnes finally breaks the silence.
Agnes: Erik, I... I must apologize for snapping at you during dinner. That was quite unwarranted. You were right—I ought to have shared the news with you about the fire. I know the Seymour house was so dear to your heart. It was for me, too. I hope you're not angry with me.
Erik: Ain't mad at ya, Aggy. Gee, I suppose I overreacted too. It's not just about the house; I can live without that. My decent paying job in Moonlight Falls, no chance nobody here'll pay the same. Cost of living's a lot higher, and...well, I've been hoping you'd eventually come 'round to having another baby with me, honey...
Coraleye: [eyes misting] Grandpa really wanted another baby, didn't he?
Agnes: [Smiles fondly] Oh yes. But I was quite stubborn.
Coraleye: I think Janie mentioned a bit about the fire being the reason for you moving back here. Did you figure out how it happened?
Agnes: No, we never did. But the Crumplebottom Sisters informed me that it destroyed everything. Even their great powers couldn't reverse the damage. I had planned to tell Erik, but Belinda beat me to it with a telephone call.
Agnes: [Continuing with Erik] You know I've always said that I'm content with our two.
Erik: I know baby, I've just had my fingers crossed one day you'd change your mind. Just a pipe dream, that's all.
Agnes: [Sighs] Well, darling... We'll need to sort through our finances. It seems you might just be getting your way, after all...
Erik: What are you telling me, woman?
Agnes: It's still early yet to, but... I find myself a tad late.
Erik: Late for tea and crumpets with the ladies at the country club, or are we talking more along the lines of a bun in the oven?
Agnes: It could be. Again, it's still very early. Just three days.
Erik joyfully sweeps Agnes into his arms, twirling her as they share a tender kiss. A soft giggle escapes Agnes's lips.
Erik: Aggy baby, you make me the luckiest man to ever live or die!
Coraleye's heart swells with emotion as she witnesses her great-grandfather express his unconditional love for Agnes with such passion and honesty. They follow the Darling pair into the living area to join the girls, particularly Gwendolyn, who are engrossed in the television.
Coraleye: Gosh, look at how you two lovebirds are gazing at each other. TV not holding your attention much, is it? [Grins]
Agnes: Well, I've always preferred books. [Smiles] The television often broadcasted troubling news, especially that year when the government confirmed the existence of aliens. I made the children turn it off promptly if I heard any talk of extraterrestrials.
Coraleye quickly averts eye contact, wondering how much Agnes knows about the current state of the world, particularly Sunglo, his abduction, and how those events resulted in the birth of his beloved daughter.
Knowing her great-grandmother's well-documented phobia centered around extraterrestrials, Coraleye opts to change the subject for the time being.
Coraleye: Hey, Grandma? How did you and Grandpa know to bring the family photos along on your trip to Sunset Valley? Most people don't bring all their family photos on vacations.
Agnes: [Grins] My, I did say you were observant, didn't I?
Coraleye: Well, astute. But yes. I hope to land a career in journalism, just like Grandpa!
Agnes: [Nods approvingly] A journalist in the making, just like your Grandpa. No, the decision to take the photos along was merely a coincidence. Like you heard your Grandfather say, I make him "the luckiest man to ever live or die!"