Illene lives alone, governed by careful rituals: doors locked, no phones in the bedroom, no spare keys. Every precaution accounted for. Until one night, she wakes to a sound. The doors are still locked. No one should be there. So why are there footsteps in the hallway? I’m sure it’s nothing. Right?
On a five-floor elevator ride, one woman’s shot at romantic redemption is blocked by the ultimate obstacle: vegan frozen yogurt.
Toni, a hopeful romantic, has a template for the perfect first date, with a history of less than perfect results. When Nina, the new girl in town looking for a fun night out, comes into her orbit, Toni takes fate into her hands by orchestrating the perfect song for what could be their last first kiss.