To Remember a Hello

The sound of a high-end luxury sedan being aggressively revved. Regina, in her immaculate dark suit, stands in the muddy driveway of The Mills Family Farm, pulling on leather gloves to inspect the hopelessly stuck tires. She is on a tense call with a corporate contact about the quick sale, embodying the Icy, guarded executive who is physically trapped by the Rooted, Resentful land.