The story is of a young couple who are supposedly on honeymoon in Paris, although they are not married for another month. The reason for the pre honeymoon is because the guy took a new consultant job which filled his schedule for the next six months to the women’s disappointment although she didn’t make this clear and as a typical woman expected him to realise that she was lying. Even when this couple are together in Paris they are still arguing. They are in the famous cemetery of Pere Lachaise where the woman is obviously looking for something and is intrigued by the cemetery whereas the guy is not; he has their 5 star restaurant dinner on his mind which they are missing. All the while the couple are arguing about their issues and how the guy does not make his future wife laugh. It is clear that she is focused on whatever it is she is looking for. Eventually she becomes downhearted not being able to find what she is looking for, when she turns round and realises its there. It turns out to be Oscar Wilde’s grave which she is amazed by, the man says it is ugly and doesn’t understand why she is so fascinated by it. Their argument comes to a head and she runs off leaving him, the guys goes to turn in the opposite direction and trips over a tree root, hitting his head on the tomb. Oscar Wilde appears telling the guy that if he lets her go, he will die. “Death of the heart is the worst kind of death”
He runs out of the cemetery chasing Francis, apologising, kissing her passionately. He then unknowingly quotes Wilde impressing his finance and she laughs, they make up and whilst hugging, he notices Oscar Wilde fade away and the couple go of happy together.