John is sitting at yet another bar. This time it is in Morocco. He is tired. He is 36 years old. He gave up on love quite a long time ago.

Olivia is wearing a red lipstick. She is the only woman in that bar. Or at least she is the only one John notices. She is alone. Smoking a cigarette after a cigarette.

John is about to leave. He had way too much. But he must make a connection with her. He just must. He walks up to her, looks at her (they both are clearly disappointed in the idea of love, you can see that in their eyes), and hands her a note that says:

"Why are you trying to kill yourself so badly? Nice lipstick. +420 625 121 784"

He goes to another bar and has 2 more beers. He is excited. Can't stop replaying their eye contact in his mind when he gave her the note. This time, he found the one. Finally, all past suffering makes sense. Or so he thinks...

....

They got married and lived together until Olivia died of breast cancer at the age of 63. She cheated on him with three other guys.