Sometimes, Walter went for a nice walk in the open air.

Sometimes, once he'd been on that walk for a time, he forgot where it was he'd been going. Luckily, when Olivia wasn't with him, he managed to remember not to stray far, and never to leave the boardwalk. The boardwalk, he knew, would eventually return him to the compound.

It was quite convenient.

Along the way, he came across the bakery, which was well worth the detour. However, the young woman and her apparatus caught his eye.

"Are you all right, my dear?"