*she pulls a crumpled card out of her pocket - we see it's the detective's card and phone number - dials the number*

"Detective?I want to apologize, maybe something really is happening.... yeah... I know... LOOK, I called for a reason... can you please just do something for me? Can you find out what happened to my husband? I think I need a real answer. I feel like I've been losing it for the last 6 months and suddenly all this is happening... I think I just need to know what really happened. Tomorrow? Sure, what time? Okay, I'll be there"

*dials her therapist*

"Yes, I'd like to make an appointment, or rather, I'd like to know if there's any time thursday afternoon? Yeah? Good, I got a feeling I'm going to need it."