Scene 3 — The Argument (Offscreen) We never see the other face. We only hear raised, then restrained voices through a thin door—words half-caught. The camera wanders to an open window where rain rearranges the city’s neon into a watercolor. Lilu leans out, palms pressed to the ledge as though balancing the whole night. Oil glints on the sill, a remnant of some mundane accident that now reads like omen.