He and She stay one night in a hotel room. There, they spend idle hours through conversations and situations which show how they met, who they are, what do they want, and where are they going... If they are really going anywhere. The story tells about a stage in life in which it seems that any decision is final (or should be). A stage in which the time you have lived with someone should finally have a meaning, or an end. Do we know what we want? And is it the same as what we need? What does this lead to? Is there anyone who can be sure they know?