The air is crisp, the couple's footsteps purposeful in the snow. They have the jaunty air of friends who have savored good times, endured the bad and come through it bruised but wiser, resigned to what was lost between them, content with what was found.
They are discussing the party to celebrate their divorce.
"Have you thought about your toast?" Bert DeLeeuw, clad in jeans-jacket and denim cap, asks his former wife.
"I have to make a toast?" Madeleine Adamson asks. She is cloaked in a long wool coat with a cloche hat pulled low over her head.