Charlie doesn’t let go of the door handle. The room is awkward. Nobody says anything.
Aurelie: …All right, then. I’ll… see you.
Charlie slams the door.
Pepper: There’s something wrong with her.
Avery: Yeah, but there’s something wrong with all of us, too. She grew up here. That has to mess you up. I feel sorry for her.
Charlie: I don’t.
Avery: You don’t have to, I think. I don’t know.