Marry me at McArthur Street

All Louie Armstrong desired was a life with Mary, the woman he had always longed to marry. And his mother, whom he has always adored. He used to live a humble life with the most two wonderful women in his life as a jeweller, and eventually ultimately created a ring for her lover for an impending proposal.

But 6 years passed, he's in the private room couch, women fondling him but his thoughts still wanders elsewhere. Mary, to her beloved. And his mother's grave.

Then there's the fox, a fiery yet innocent woman who kept him calm, Clementine. But then what? Will he continue to be driven by his memories and tragedies? Or Alternatively, move forward in the direction of his serenity.