Dafne, grieving the loss of her father to hypothermia,
is reminded of him by the sight of Ambrose, a homeless man. As the temperature in New York City drops, Dafne feels a growing sense of urgency to protect Ambrose from the same fate as her father’s.

She strikes up a tenuous relationship with this stranger and, on impulse, invites him home for dinner. A precarious dance begins. Ambrose takes on the position of the critical and controlling patriarch, frustrating Dafne’s
every attempt to please him, and calling forward her rage.

Moments of humor are punctuated with moments of
ferocity until both parties are broken into grief by their
respective losses. The final minutes of their time together
are a tender attempt to restore that which is ultimately
irredeemable.