Outside, Emmett is bundling up when Heather, the woman who sat next to him at the meeting, approaches him. All chipper and gung ho, she says that it's all really inspiring: "It gives us hope that we can all change our lives." Emmett -- game, but not nearly as chipper -- says that he hopes they can all have success stories of their own, adding, "God, I wish I was one." Heather agrees, and introduces herself. Emmett does the same and they shake hands. Girl's got quite a grip on her. She apologizes, "Sorry, I'm working on that." Great. So, someday you'll not only be straight, but a wuss. ["People with weak handshakes give me the willies." -- Wing Chun] They walk a ways, and Heather asks Emmett how long he's been around See the Light. She's been with the group six months, and tells him not to despair -- it's a long road. Heather's story is a simple one: she says she first lost sight of the light in college, when she fell in love with one of her sorority sisters. Heather taught said sister how play golf at her parents' country club: "Then one night, it happened. We made love on the 18th Green. Oh, God, I still remember that hole!" Uh huh. Heather tells Emmett that the girl eventually got engaged to a golf pro and moved to North Carolina, lost to Heather forever: "When she left, I thought I would die." So, Heather slept around. A lot. With every woman she could get her hands on. "And I started to wonder," Heather says, "how I ended up in such darkness." It's called getting your heart broken. Happens to us all. You don't see me trying to condition myself to be a lesbian, do you? No. Why is that? Because I'm straight. See how simple that is? God. Anyway, Heather asks him how he got to the group, and Emmett tells her he made a promise to God. Heather thinks that's really cool: "I think he really hears us sometimes, you know?" Emmett gives her a wan smile. Then Heather asks him out. Emmett stammers, "You mean, like, on a date?" That's exactly what she means. If he wants to be a success story, then they should just go for it! Punching Emmett on the shoulder, she says that she'll pick him up at eight. And probably hold the car door open for him and everything. Emmett says that's great, but --hitting Heather back on the shoulder -- he asks, "Aren't I supposed to pick you up?" Heather's like, damn, I forgot!