Whitney and Roy are at dinner, and he's joking that he'll be fat and have no liver left if they keep celebrating all of her success. She giggles and toasts to his demise. She gets up, takes his hand, and tells him that she realized she doesn't want to plan a wedding. Instead, she suggests they get married later that month, in a small ceremony. She doesn't notice his tone when he laughs, "Wow, that's really soon!" and then turns the lights down, the better not to see the deer-in-the-headlights look on his face.
An unknown woman looks down, gasps slightly, and tells someone, "Wow, this is very generous of you." Standing in front of her is Damien, who says it is his pleasure. He reiterates that he'd like this donation he is making to be anonymous. Carlos walks up to a window and asks, "Excuse me?" as Damien exits a door with the woman a few feet away. Since he's facing the window, Carlos doesn't see him to know how horribly his work and personal lives could collide. Damien leaves, smiling, and Carlos asks to see the guard, whose name is Ted O'Malley. The woman helping him gives him the good news that he's been moved up to a private room.
As he walks through Times Square, Damien takes the penny that brought him so much luck and sets it down -- heads up -- on the sidewalk to give someone else some luck. And damn, $80K really goes farther in New York than it used to. Let's see -- $10K back to his brother, and if he owed Vincent double that, there's another $20K. So with the remaining $50K he leased a brand new towncar, got a permit to start his own business, and paid for the man he shot to spend his hospital stay on the VIP floor? New York really is the place to be.